Touch a Nerve

You know my sore spot, you very well know

How to touch a nerve with the barbs you throw

How are your innocuous sounding comments

So cleverly laced with the sole intent

Of stoking my fears and destabilizing me

And I take the bait each time, invariably

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I try to be thick-skinned and impenetrable

But you go for the chink in my armor, where I am vulnerable

I wish we could go back in time so I could conceal

What I had told you in confidence was my Achilles heel

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A valuable lesson you have taught me

Vulnerable before others I should not be

Let no one know how to touch that nerve

My vulnerability should be for myself reserved

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