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Every time, next to a guy
A human that wants to get to know my insides
I feel as an imposter
There’s no way they want to be inside
Me this human, and him this guy
But then they’re inside
And still I know deeply they don’t want to be in me
They just want the warm and tight and wet
But not the inside
Not the real inside
And we lay and pretend
To bare our insides
But are just holding onto something of their outside
It’s impossible to think you’d want what’s inside
I’m an imposter to you as I pretend to bare my insides
I moan and flail and groan
But
My insides are still
And watching this debacle I’m in
Watching the imposter I am
And safeguarding the inside
About the Creator
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Comments (1)
Sara, this piece gave me goosebumps! Beautiful writing.