Before you remove my long flowing veil, And uncover the secrets that lie beneath, Be wary of the peril that lies ahead, As you face the demons under the sheath. Scarred by horrors of my troubled past, For great lengths of time, I lose control, Inept at love and sparing in trust - Spasms of anger devour me whole. When you gently touch my bruised arm, I withdraw my hand with much distrust, Do love and loyalty grace your touch? Or is it nothing more than primitive lust? When I color my crimson reddened lips, That age has now withered with years, You brush off the paint and kiss it dry - My eyes swell up with happy tears. Paranoid, I scream in sudden outbursts, When misfortunes shake me to my core, Seeing through my fears masked as tears - You sit quietly beside me by the door. You never leave me stranded and lone, You know all of my horrifying histories, With little effort, you finish my words - Little by little, you unveil my mysteries. You show no haste when I begin to heal, For I've lived so long as a lifeless wraith, I stand in awe as you embrace my flaws - Slowly, I reciprocate your steadfast faith. How ungrateful and wicked do I seem! A simpleton who knows nothing of love, In your revered presence, life is green - Sunshine and rainbows smile up above. In your patient love, I sprout and grow, Like little shoots of promising springs, Gazing into your eyes, I'll make my vow - Hold you close with outstretched wings.
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