An effusiveness
That's often illusive
And even harder to explain.
Swallowed my pride,
Showed you inside,
Letting you see the pain.
Beauty once hidden,
Now in the open,
Exposure not in vain.
Please, see me
for me,
Not for who I seem.
Realize that
My inner J
Is real and not a dream.
That's often illusive
And even harder to explain.
Swallowed my pride,
Showed you inside,
Letting you see the pain.
Beauty once hidden,
Now in the open,
Exposure not in vain.
Please, see me
for me,
Not for who I seem.
Realize that
My inner J
Is real and not a dream.
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