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[spitfiregrrrl]

Wrapped up tight
Like a drum
Waiting to have
The perfect rhythm
Pounded out
On my taut skin

The hollow space
The one inside?
Rattles with the
Things I have to hide

The seams that hold
It tight and keep
My soul dry
Have become brittle
They threaten to
Break
One bye
One.

Bind me with
Your easy words.
Heal my brittle seams.
help me fill
The hollow space inside.
Pound a perfect rhythm -
On my taut skin