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Vunerable
I watch you,
Nervously playing with my hair,
And biting my lip.
I feel as though this isn’t fair,
I hate that you read what I write.
I feel as though I’m standing naked on a stage,
I don’t know if I can take another breath,
You casually turn the page.
I’m honest with my words,
There’s no hiding between the lines,
Its like a song without the cords.
I lay all emotion here,
My heart has been spilled across the page,
It’s your reaction I fear.
So as you look into my heart,
As you learn about my haunts and my dreams,
The journal as full as a grocery cart,
Be gentle with what you say,
Break my heart kindly,
Don’t make today my last day.
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