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My Box

My Box

Where I go to when I need to be safe, you may have heard it called subspace, I call it My Box
It is dark in here.
It is safe.
It is wonderful.
Nothing can get to me.

He is here.
He needs to leave.
He was not invited.
He is from the past.
He scares me.
Get out of my safe place!

Wow, You’re here!
How? Why?
I am confused.
“I have you” he says.
There is light,
You put holes in my box.
You changed my darkness
Now there is light.

I close my eyes.
You’re in my box!
My comfort zone.

You invaded my space.
Please don’t leave.
You are my calm.

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