Vulnerable—skinless, raw,
No armor, no walls, just me.
A soul trembling in the open air,
Every scar, every crack exposed.
The world watches—
Do they see the weight I carry?
The love I pour, the pain I swallow,
The silent battles no one names?
Naked—not flesh, but spirit,
Stripped of pretense, stripped of fear.
My heart beats wild, unguarded,
A fragile thing in trembling hands.
I burn with love, with passion,
With hope that aches and never fades.
I am open, bleeding light and longing,
Terrified, yet refusing to hide.

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