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I am Lovable



I am Lovable
I live within a darkened room
deep below a well guarded castle. 
Outside my door stands Vulnerable.

Vulnerable carries a long sharp sword
he has named it pain.
Pain is the key~to everything.
No one has yet been able to get close to me
if they try
Pain is who they meet.

Beyond the room where Vulnerable resides 
 a spiral staircase is seen
We call her Love.
Miles and miles in length she is
and at the top
outside her door
~Lies, resides.

Lies covers the floor
ready to grab anyone untrue
Anyone who has managed to get past the gate.
The gate we call Trust.

Trust isn't easy to get past.
Trust is strong, runs deep, and holds true.
Trust stands behind desire.
Knowing Desire needs to be watched.

Desire is our drawbridge
she keeps all of us held tight within these walls
determined to keep us safe.
Trying to keep others out.
Desire has weaknesses she knows about.

Passion is the moat that circles these walls
Passion runs hot and cold and is the only one
able to sway Desire at all.

If passion is able to get Desire to open up.
Trust is always on alert.
Lies will tell tales
Love will twist and turn
Vulnerable will tighten around Pain
and I will remain behind this locked door.

I am lovable~
waiting to see 
when
I will be able to get close 
to Love again.






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