Panic

“Panic”

Breathe breathe,
A shake a shiver,
Fear is a friend,
In death delivered,
End is an ask,
To accept in the mind,
Finished is the work,
Blind believer;

Breathe breathe,
You follow I lead,
The piper is played,
For the music is greed,
Lost is the thought,
Too great an ask,
Panic is heart,
A friend indeed.

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