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Aug 2014
Skin the weak
White blue
Of skim milk
Hair as dark as
A starless night
Red lips
The color of an
Open wound
Not quite frowning
But not smiling either
Wide eyes scared
Of the judgement
Of every eye that meets hers
One flaw
And she loses all value
One chip
One crack
And any careless
Or ruthless
Passerby
Can split her wide open
And expose her every
Imperfection
You broke me. Harder, more violently, than anyone else I've trusted so much
Margot Grace Rankins-Burd
Written by
Margot Grace Rankins-Burd  Williamsport, PA
(Williamsport, PA)   
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