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Writer's pictureAlixx Black
May 18, 20201 min read

MHA Poem 18: Hysteria

HYSTERIA

I have cultivated my hysteria with pleasure and terror. -Charles Baudelaire

I have made them scared.

Be afraid. Be afraid. Be afraid.

I have made them panic.

Go insane. Go insane. Go insane.

I have made them question everything.

What comes next? What comes next? What comes next?

I have made them weak.

Fall apart. Fall apart. Fall apart.

I have put power behind my words.

And I have harvested the benefits of their fear.

Be afraid. Go insane. What comes next? Fall apart.

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