Brood

I carry my hurt as if it were an egg

‘Tis a delicately shelled precious part

In incubation, of me, but of its own, too

And if broken, my pain would spill

Thick yellow yolk to mix with clear

And what it could become would be lost forever

To the hardened mess of a premature birth

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: egg

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