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| Paint Brush
by eowynstormcrow at 3/5/2009 6:40:29 PM
Paintbrush
I keep my paintbrush with me
Wherever I may go,
In case I need to cover up
So the real me doesn't show
I'm so afraid to show you me,
Afraid of what you'll do -- that
You might laugh or say mean things.
I'm afraid I might lose you.
I'd like to remove all my paint coats
To show you the real, true me,
But I want you to try and understand,
I need you to accept what you see.
So if you'll be patient and close your
eyes.
I'll strip off all my coats real slow.
Please understand how much it hurts
To let the real me show.
Now my coats are all stripped off.
I feel naked, bare and cold,
And if you still love me with all that
you see,
You are my true friend, pure as gold.
I need to save my paintbrush thought,
And hold it in my hand,
I want to keep it handy
In case somebody doesn't understand.
So please protect me, dear friend.
And thanks for loving me true,
But please let me keep my paintbrush
with me
Until I love me, too!
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