Jensen Hood Poems

Fear is not what I am afraid of.
True, it is a frightful thing to fear;
But the fear of fearing fear is overwhelming
Especially when its form becomes sheer
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I crawl through a thorny trail,
Dragging my body along with only my soul,
Both have given up all hope,
Grief has taken toll.
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inside I'm crying
outside I'm smiling
no one notices
but its hard for me to control these feelings
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Into this world with a curse upon my name
For wherever I walk I coward in fear
People turning their heads to judge
Different people different faces
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When morning wears crown,
with white light of early dawn
When the sun goes down,
and day removes its gown
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I look up in the sky and all I see is you
Its not to bright,
Its not to dark, its perfect
And its all ours...
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