Squeeze me & I’ll bite the hand …
Squeeze me
& the anger spills
in rivulets
from my split sides.
Squeeze me
& the silent scream
fills my being
& oozes out my pores.
Squeeze me
& I’ll bite the hand that dares
invade my private
world of hate.
Don’t softly touch me
or I’ll cry
& never stop until
the anger melts away.
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