![]() FearA Poem by D. Mansfield
The ground beneath you is shifting,
It's like falling into a burning well. Stepping ever so slightly It becomes a liquid hell. It boils, it shifts, trapping you, As you fall to the ground you smell, the pungent odor around you, fear, has its own, special smell. To eaches imagination it breeds Until it sucks, all the feeling from your mind. Don't let it get, ahead of you You won't win, coming from behind. © 2024 D. MansfieldFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on January 25, 2024 Last Updated on January 25, 2024 Author![]() D. MansfieldMOAboutMark Twain, Sun Tzu, Hunter S. Thompson, John Steinbeck, the Viet Nam war on the nightly news, Smoking Joe Frazier, The Pittsburg Steelers 1970's, Thin Lizzy, Deep Purple "machine head", Steve Mi.. more..Writing
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