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Refuse to fall, and be cradled by a soft touch
Rather fall alone, and be cradled by silence and solitude
Break apart and not break another…
Infiltrate
Let it all sink in, and not flood out
Quick to hide, but not conceal
Painted in a stare, what lies beneath
Nothing to conceal, just truth within a stare
A single stare to make insides cringe with emotion
Nothing to do but stir within
Mixed emotion, nothing to do but wait…
Wait until it breaks open…
Flooded
And contained within me
Imagery
Not just a face, or a body, or a figment…
Of someone’s imagination, but a mind
Not painted “beauty” for the world to marvel at
But plain truth embodied
Not colored “beautiful” to grow envious at…
Simple beauty to just explore
Mystery behind the eyes…
So dark, yet reflective…
Mirror what she’s seen
Invade her mind to know and feel what she has
Cradle her closely until she reveals all…
Taking you to the darkest and deepest corners of her soul
Love
Fear
Hurt
Care
All bottled up, not to fear…
No hurt to be unleashed
Simple care, tenderness at the heart, no judgement to fear
All this not in a body, but a mind…
The simplest of beauty…
Simple yet complex
Dare to See?
Sugar Sweet
Sugarcoated…
Seems like every corner I turn contains something or someone turned sour
To sugar sweet with just a simple action or simple words
Tainted, but coated perfect for the ever so imperfect world to accept
Sweet on the outside, sour within…
Or am I the one epitomizing that?
It’s not “sweetness” that lies on top…
Just fakeness painted “sweet” so eyes don’t become sore
So the mind doesn’t contemplate sincerity and dishonesty
Everyone has a little “sweetness” to them
Just don’t let it be the kind that seeps into a truth filled mind
Don’t sugarcoat the world for me…
Don’t paint it sweet for my eyes to smile at, don’t block my words with sweet replies
I’ll be sour for the world to see
Don’t try and sugarcoat me
I’ll see through the transparency placed upon me
Can’t fool my mind…
Too precious and complex to be broken apart
Sour on the outside, sweet on the inside
Or is it just the opposite?
Decide what you want
I’m not painted sweet for the world to see…
But what is it that you see?
Not here to fade into this surreal world
But to stand apart from it…
Don’t paint me sugar sweet…
Better yet, don’t paint me anything at all
Leave me as I am…
Imperfect for the world to see
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