Within My Rib Cage:
Within the cage of my ribs,
my heart makes its home,
nestled in delicate flesh,
a protected space, though still vulnerable.
Anxious hands roam over my ribs,
stirring unrest, a tempest within-
I whisper to myself, softly,
I am not the weight they bear.
Even when darkness seeps into this refuge,
my inner spark endures, unwavering and real.
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