more like me (uberash) wrote in tragedia_divina,
more like me

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A poem I like....

(I don't know who this is by, but I like it.)

The Paintbrush

I keep my paintbrush with me
Wherever I may go,
In case I need to cover up
So the real me dosn'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 loose you.

I'd like to remove all my paintcoats
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 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 friend pure as gold.
I need to save my paintbrush though,
And hold it in my hand,
I want to keep it handy
In case sombody doesn't understand
So please protect me, my 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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