Poetry · Writing

Guardians

The armor is down. I’ve never

seen you without it. Tender,

vulnerable, and human. I’ve never

seen you without it. Tears show
running down pink cheeks to

open hands. Your armor lied to us.

I’ve never seen you without your armor.

Your just like us. Human. And that is fine.

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