Fear’s Response

  Fear’s Response Scream! Scream! Scream! You bastard! Scream! Don’t you think I’m Not watching your every Move. Tasting your fear On my tongue. Sensing The heat of your anguish. Listening to the beat of Your heart; hammering Against your rib-cage. Don’t you think I can’t Smell you? Mmm, sweet! Another poem from my book The […]

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