Show Me

Show me your face
The one you wear in the dark of night
When no one is looking.

Show me your soul
The one you hide behind imposed perfection
Deep down inside you.

Show me your spirit
The one who lifts you off the floor
When you’ve stretched your last thread of sanity.

Show me you. All of you.
The perfectly imperfect you.
I don’t want anything else.

I may not want you.
But I may.
Let me see, so there’s a chance.

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