Challenge
Personify your biggest fear and with a poetic form of writing cure yourself from him/her. Don't fight fire with fire.
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Blood
Smooshed behind those purple bruises,
From torn, ravaged skin it oozes.
It's so red, so sticky, so hot!
Soon, it becomes my only thought.
My head is thick and my knees are weak.
That's just what happens when creatures leak.
Stupid.
Ridiculous.
Sissy.
Do they know, this fear is my shame?