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Never

Through the misty halls of life,
There grow roses that have thorns
That prick my fingers and from
It flows the blood that has
Given life and sealed promises
Within it flows the secrets that
Were never spoken and the love
Between fire and ice



I See Your Fear

I see your fear
It grows, the closer I get
Why does it grow?
It grows because I am evil
I am the bud of your nightmares
I am the reason for your mistakes
My life is screwed and so are you
You die with no glory or pride
I see your fear
And you shall die

Copyright 1994,Unpublished work,Robin Duffy