What happens if I throw away all my skeletons in my closet,
Fear is what I met..
So I stand here,
Facing my own fears,
Bit what if I am to afraid to do this alone,
Can I face my past, on my own.
Now you tell me what are you afraid of..
Testing my limits was never enough.
What have you done to hold on to these regrets.
Turn over the coin, because your demons you have met.
©terrylin53
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