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Dec 2012
excavate my heart

my ribs feel like their on the surface.

just pinch my skin apart

but don’t dive in without a purpose.

pluck the pins from my chart

I want your touch to make me nervous.

with a sudden start

make my soul your home

but be careful with my heart.
Rikky S Anderson
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