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Uncomfortable
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Loosely Based On I’ve never been
comfortable
in my skin:
the folds sit
taut, restricted,
secrets pulled tight.
How I long
to lose myself,
let you in,
so I may stand
loose and
liberated.
But your hands
were rough;
you tore me apart
instead of
disrobing me
slowly.
So, though, I once
let you in
I learned to slam
the door
and built up barriers
that are now
impenetrable.
