I fear that which I cannot see
I fear the way things have to be
I fear the days and nights alike
I fear the dark; I fear the light
Seems now forever I've been afraid
The fear it came, the fear it stayed
I fear what all could happen to me
For I fear the fear I can't foresee
I fear the morning, the evening, too
I fear crowds and loneliness, I even fear you
I hate to think what could all go wrong
I fear the hate all day long
I fear that I may not have lived
I fear I've not enough to give
My fear grows worse from dusk to dawn
It makes me weak so I can't be strong
I can't forget my fear of death
I fear I have not much time left
I fear there will be no one to hear my cries
I fear being alone when's my time to die

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