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Dec 2016
I feel your fingertips
clawing at my chest
spreading apart my skin
so you can crawl within

I feel you
now tickling each
rib bone
finding spaces to hide
and torture me from the
inside


To be continued...
Karisa Brown
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Karisa Brown
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