Vulnerability comes in all sorts of ways.
It's in moments that you feel the need to cover your self or clasp clammy hands together because you don't know what to say.
It's easier for some than others.
To some the thought of letting someone see them cry is frightening.
It's hard growing up knowing that you had to wear a suit of armor unless you wanted to be a wounded deer most of your childhood..
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PoetryPoems to feed your soul Some old and new Be wary that the content is raw and open