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Saturday, August 23, 2014

Prison



Prison

I know about your boundaries
meant to keep me out
How is it that someone can both come too close
and not close enough?
Inside, inside
Clenching my soul 
You are a prison
clawing at my skin
longing to escape from screaming flesh
Hold me
inside, inside
Whisper softly
when all I hear is her voice
I know what she takes
inside, inside
Boundaries are a prison 
meant to keep me out
Whisper softly
But don't come too close 
Don't come 
inside...

Angela Minard 2014©

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