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It takes more than just clothes to dress one up...emotions, the heart too needs to be covered



I am left naked
when i thought you would cover me
You left me exposed.
I am cold
colder that when i dressed in pain and tears
They sheltered me
laying bare before you and not having your love cover me is cold
As i uncover the layers, petal by petal
I am not defending,
Just hoping you see why i reflect the colors i do when the sun rises and when it sets.
when darkness approach I change  to dark
So I  keep warm and cloud my eye from seeing the scar
When the sun rises
I rise, I shine, I unfold...
Some call it yellow-ish to orange
the smell of a new day
Its beautiful, it shines
I call it weak
Because you can see the tear on it
The crack left by a before storm
Those who understand it shelter it
Put it in a place where there is shadow and light
Not to dark to kill it, or too bright to wilt it
The pain
They nurse it enough. make it a cornerstone, a reminder of once being a victor...and
Not to much to make one weak---a victim
The balance heals
Just enough shadow and light
And the scars shine to tell a story