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i've already
stood before you
naked bare
of these words
these feelings
that get too
quickly to the
heart of me
the depth of me
that most don't see
these flaws on the out
side only are hints
of the magnificent
mess of terror and
self loathing that
paints my interior
in a hellish gray
i think you have
already seen
i am too
short to carry this
this weight this
pain seeping from
my eyes my soul
look at me this
way see me softly
just so,
see me whole
broken smashed
against this mirror
flawed perfect
waiting again
for a touch of
revelling in the softness
of my skin wrapped
around this fire
stoked hot with
words of