Yeah,
I'm personal man,
'cause it's what I got!
I'm raw,
thanks a lot.
See my heart beating
my bare chest seething.
Feelings man,
sweeeeeet emotions.
Too close for comfort?
Indecent exhibition,
such erudition?
Doubtful perdition?
So what?
Sure I get insecure,
unsure of what to do.
My approach is in the nude.
I don't mean to be rude.
I begin from within.
And yes I trip over the debris
and get lost in reverie.
That's me.
But I find a way,
over time.
Do stay,
don't mind.
Or don't
and do.
Who cares,
do you?
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