Faye Sizemore
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Today is strange, sinister
Though the sun hangs high
In a cloudless sky
Smell of fear is in the air
It’s a feeling from the past
It’s one I cannot let go by
No matter how hard I try
Shadows at the corner of my eye
Waiting for something to appear
Jumping at sounds
Only I seem to hear
My heart is pounding
Aware… so aware
To the point of nerves being raw
Ever been there?
Footsteps… coming this way
Friend or foe?
No matter… Trust no one…
All are enemies today…
©Copyright March 2002 by Faye Sizemore