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The Flaunting

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-By Linda Lee Lyberg

I sit here over-exposed
Protecting my fragile heart
Flaunting my daunting manhood
For all the cruel world to see

 
Wearing a hardened mask of gold
Detracting from the obvious
The truth un-welcomed, un-told
For you’ll never ever know
The truest pretender- me.

Copyright©2017
Linda Lee Lyberg

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25 thoughts on “The Flaunting

  1. I, too, like the way you write this as a shy, insecure… um, exhibitionist. You handled it well (no pun intended). My question is how did a chimney sweep find himself in such a predicament?

  2. Didn’t even read the poem… I’m looking at…..other things………. Ok now my eyes are satisfied- you did well here- love the way he’s protecting his fragile heart…even in the pose.
    Now back to the picture to examine this pose in detail for my personal notes…….. 🙂 🙂

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