an inner tremble
a volcano
waiting to erupt
on the outside
no physical sign
not a flinch
just a silent
jitter
shaking my heart
is it fear?
this
that makes me grit my teeth
dont let yourself
wither away
i whisper
over and over
dont let that
dog come crawling
back
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