I throw my fears, I throw my sorrows
I throw them far as I can throw
I put my sword down, drop the arrows
Lose my armor and my gown
I count my scars like loving memories
I touch them one by one each day
Beloved and hated treasuries
They tell my story – in their way
I show my mistakes, all my secrets
My skin is bare, all guards are down
I´ll fear no pain, no hidden threats
But when you enter, you might drown...
I´m open, hoping, longing, waiting
For one to love my skin so burnt
For one to undestand my craving
For one to sooth my constant hurt
But hearts I touch, they end up breaking
Everytime, I let one in
So choose it well, the risk you`re taking
When you reach under my skin..
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