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Sep 2012
So much condescension filling up their eyes
Quick! Look away before she sees
Accidental moments quickly ruin lives
Block her out, shun the diseased

We are outcasts amongst the proud
Their naΓ―ve minds too simple to see
The physical too insufficient to **** their doubt
Watch her fall and melt to her knees

She is damaged, feed her to the beast!
The blood hungry demon desires his next meal
Burn her! Cut her! Give our god his feast!
She’s unique and strong so, for this, ideal

Rubies rain to a flesh filled ground
Feeding on her body tearing it to shreds
We sigh in relief as we hear her screaming sounds
No more conviction of the thing that we most dread
A hidden truth that resounds in our head
A hatred for her strength that has to go unsaid
An idea reflected in the life that she has led
That the strength to live free, sadly, in us, is dead
Claudia Tallon
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Claudia Tallon
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