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Sep 11
I am not afraid of vampires or werewolves,
They hide away in the silent woods.
I am not afraid of haunted hotels,
Or the ghosts that ring the doorbells.

I am afraid of what humans can do,
Hurting others without a single clue.
Breaking hearts and causing pain,
Dragging lives down like heavy rain.

The real fear is not of the night,
But of people who **** the light.
Doing wrong, tearing others apart,
That’s the monster inside the human heart.
Written by
Bal Sukhvinder  M/India
(M/India)   
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