Fits like a glove

This pain
Fits
Like a glove
Familiar
They said
Be a bitch
Or gentle
A doormat
Might work
Walk lightly
But speak
Your mind
Never cross
The line
Set boundaries
Though
Let it flow
Don’t hold it
All inside
Keep a
Straight face
Being
And living
Then dying
Pain fades.

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