through the pores of my skin,
your emotions wormed in, slipping into every crevice, crack, and cell of me-- my responsibility. yes, my responsibility to carry YOU inside of me - your happiness, your sadness, your success, your failures -- all mine -- ready or not. taught young, I do it still, absorbing everyone I meet, so eager to please. the chaos inside me, making it difficult to distinguish me from YOU, from him, from her, from them. rip me apart, limb from limb, I give it all away, losing myself in the process. take an eye, a lung, rip out my gut, invade my brain which organ of mine do YOU require now? my heart? reach in, grip it, and shake it free from my ribs, because if YOU hadn't realized yet I'd given it to YOU long ago with every other part of me, then what's the point? I've been neglecting it for myself anyway.
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Angela Scott
1/19/2026 01:51:03 pm
Thank you!
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1/19/2026 04:02:46 am
Well said, on the heart. Through the pores ... traveling to the heart.
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Angela Scott
1/19/2026 01:50:47 pm
THROUGH...ahh...I truly am a dork! I have edited it. Thanks for pointing that out. Also, thank you for stopping by.
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