Defenseless Pray
Abrasive not bold
Adjectives flung like dung
Mincing words
Taking my inventory
Only you know my heart
Outside judgments fail
Nothing muddles your truth
You are my defender
Brash and brazen
The accusations flew
Sizing me up
One down on the ladder
You know the score
Heart cracked open
I long to please you
Complete surrender
So I'm brusque
Dullard and no fun
Got my number
You're spreading the word
Standing on solid ground
My tank's full
Accountable to you
You are my bottom line
--Shenandoah Lynd
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