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Fear Voice

Fear Voice

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Fear finds us in the land of pretend

Hide from the unknown as the soldiers move in

Make a sound is to tell their truth

Remain in silence and survive

The bitter side of another victory is the darkness shared by the ones we don’t see

They are numbers in the unmarked grave

Where right and wrong will never save.


We believe the rule of the mighty and strong 

Until other marches in 

I do not choose fear in my weakness it found me

Offering me a chance, fear's gift is a chance to be brave

My silence will give me another day

Right or wrong is a result of my consequence

They are excuses for a behavior that can be argued

Subjective is the moral compass that pushes others to accept the needle


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