“My conscience plays upon me now”…

~

What are we afraid of…
The dead will tell no lies…
Everything we’ve hidden…
All the things that we despise…

Like skeletons in the closet…
Locked away from view…
Each of us has them…
Every year we add a few…

Memories so painful…
Of all the things we did…
Darkest Black and secret…
And all we were forbid…

We knew what we were doing…
Had the freedom of choice…
The fruit we ate was bittersweet…
But laced with Satan’s voice…

Now we keep them quiet…
And try hard to forget…
The moment that we came undone…
And actions we regret…

But memories cannot hurt us…
Unless we let them out…
So keep them locked up tight…
Don’t succumb to inner doubt…

And accept we all have demons…
Not one is beyond reproach…
None of us are flawless…
As we ride in life’s stagecoach…

It’s part of the experience…
And all part of life’s plan…
Temptation comes in many forms…
For either women or a man…

So what are you afraid of…
It’s written in your eyes…
Everything you’ve hidden…
All the sins you can’t disguise…

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