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He tells me I can be too hard

but what else can I do

if I remove my shell

he just pokes me and bruises me

and

hurts me

he hurts me

like no one can

I need my shell

But again he shrills” you are too hard”

You are not perfect

But without my shell

I am too soft

Too bruised

Too hurt

Shriving at the threshold of broken

Unrepairable

Whispering

“but without my shell”

He bellows

“you are too hard”

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