Best Werent Poems

I arrived without clothes or fears at birth
but wore both within one year on earth;
in a crib, my self-esteem doubt blistered.

Since my initial vocal and mobile phase,
I played avoidance to eliminate critical
corrections that felt like imbecile rejections.
For two decades my fears fed anxieties
over disciplined, quick...

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If I weren’t afraid, I would be a fool
For only a fool has no fear
The bravest of the brave has fear
The unknown brings excitement and fear

The simplest of the simple brings us fear
The first kiss or those wedding bells
Without these simple fears life would be...

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