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I walk upon the
valley of death
The valley of
thousands of souls
Who live in their
minds of fear and the death that follows
Afraid to see and
face their fear
Instead it kills them
Leaves them there to
parish upon their own emotion
They live again
without their bodies
Haunting others
because all they have is fear
Chasing them to give them delight
The fear that passes
upon the dead
Who lives to scare
and passes the fear
The ghosts who live
in the valley of death
Who only exist
through our own fears
They hide behind use
In our closets, in
our eyes and in our ears
We hear them with
dread
They are coming after
us with delight
There is no where to
hide
They live within us
As long as we have
fear
They will always be
there
To hide and scare
To make us fear
To pass the dread
So that one day we
will be come one of them
To pass the fear
And start this game
again
copyright © 2008 by Andrea Narciso
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