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Thick skin falls in pieces
To reveal a molten liquid center
A beauty never gazed upon by another
A glow of heat,pain and love
Hidden from prying eyes
Kept safe from strangers and "loved ones" alike;
Permanent fists grip tightly
As the center boils hot upon its release
And a trickle becomes a flood
In the right hands...
The stiff grip loosens
And new skin,soft and supple
Replaces the old
Stronger than one could have imagined
Sweeter than one could hope
A butterfly against the odds
And a struggle ends in love.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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