Freedom of Fears

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I'm afraid of
the DARKNESS,
but it free's me.
I frolick within it,
as you do
in fall leaves
or spring daisies.

I'm afraid of
SHARP OBJECTS,
but they free me.
My pains leak out
like water out a faucet.
I'm drained of my stress
like old bath water.

I'm afraid of
FEELINGS,
So i avoid them at all costs.
They show strength.
They show weakness.
They show love.
They show FEAR.





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