FILLED WITH DREAD (E A D G B E)
Filled with dread but not enough to protect my heart from my brain.
I can’t wait to get home today.
And when I do I’ll open up. I’ll be honest with myself.
And suddenly I’m not alone.
Filled with dread but it won’t stop. Like a bottomless well.
I’d feel better if I fell.
And if I ever hit the ground at least I’d know which way was up.
And suddenly I have been found.
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