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Original: 2/22/2006 5:27 PM
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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

 

Paintbrush
By: David Mendoza
[ Mwahaha. My homieeee. ]
 
I keep my paintbrush with me
Wherever I may go
In case I need to cover up
So the real me doesn't show
I'm so afraid to show you me
Afraid of what you'll do
That you might laugh or say mean things
I'm afraid I might lose you

I'd like to remove all my paint coats
To show you the real, true me
But I want you to try and understand
I need you to accept what you see
So if you'll be patient and close your eyes
Please understand how much it hurts
To let the real me show

Now my coats are all stripped off
I feel naked, bare, and cold
And if you still love me with all that you see
You are my friend, pure as gold

I need to save my paintbrush though
And hold it in my hand
I want to keep it handy
In case somebody doesn't understand
So please protect me, my dear friend
And thanks for loving me true
But please let me keep my paintbrush with me
Until I love me, too..
 Posted 2/22/2006 5:27 PM - 52 Views


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