Dread.

What makes you fill up with dread?

Something something in your head.

For me it's something I once had.

It ended with me being sad.

I'm yet to tell a living soul

I'm hiding it deep in a hole

Perhaps it's cause I am scared to hope.

And this is just my way to cope.

But I'm not sad I'm filled with joy

I'm just scared that I'm you toy.

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