I am a recidivist thief. I borrowed an idea from Cheryl based on a challenge from Rachel and then (my greatest sin) stole words from Spike.
Have I no shame?
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It is dark in the forest
When the fire burns out
There are noises in the trees
There are monsters all about
There’s a shaking in my knees
There’s a tingling on my skin
There’s a hole in my ear
Where the fear sneaks in
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Richmond Road 
What a scary forest!! Yikes!!
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Love the poem. I don’t care who you stole words from,
it’s what you did with them that counts.
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I have had a couple of personal encounters with Spike over the years (one very personal, in fact) and I think he would forgive me.
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How bizarre… I was just looking through a clickbait site that had this exact picture. The Matrix has us😱
Very cool words you assembled, wherever you found them!
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I stole the picture too.
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don’t let fear invade
fill yourself with love
use distractions to evade
anxiety, look above!
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I look above
It’s dark and bleak
The stars they see me
Small and meek
I cannot fight
I cannot speak
I am human
Scared. And weak.
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your inner resilience
will sustain your brilliance
we can do this together
just drift like a feather
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Look above? Look above??
When they look down on me?
I can’t even find
Quiet places to pee
These people. They’re watching
They won’t let me be
I’m trapped. Isolation
I’ve gone off my tree
There’s stuff that is happening
Misunderstood
I look East. I look West
It don’t look too good.
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lol yes surveillance powers have increased massively, no privacy now …
police have finally owned that they been using facial recognition from billions of images skimmed from social media for a good while now!
hence I’m a simple sunflower 🙂
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