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I am me I am not you. I am me. I am not he and I am not she. I am Jordan. I am me. I am not a welcome mat. You can’t just walk all over me.
Doormat. For others to wipe their feet on, and enter, clean, into new oppurtunity, new space to grow and explore and fill and freedom of dominance Doormat.
You--spill over margins, between lines lace ink with weakness--Your-- trembling fingers aching viscera cold sweats--pouring between shoulders, and flinching limbs--blood pumped by,