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Post by SolomonCain on Jun 24, 2021 12:05:42 GMT -6
If you but knew what weakness lies concealed Within this adamantine outer shell— What woes, what worries I’m too proud to tell; If you but once should tiptoe past this shield, Sidestep the anger I so fiercely wield In my defense; if you should break the spell, Subdue the guards, and dip into the well Of insecurities therein revealed; I say, if you could catch me thus unsteeled: One gentle smile my deepest fears would quell; One loving glance from you—what hopes would swell— One touch, and all within me would be healed. Instead I growl, “Keep out! That’s all I ask,” Then hate you for not seeing past my mask.
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