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my beauty is only
skin deep
my daddy told me so
she whispers
between sobs
as she slowly
a long-stem rose
into the soft
pale flesh
of her lightly
freckled forearm
with my freshly honed
Italian stiletto
her blood
blooms into tiny
red petals
in the dark ages
she whispers
doctors bled
the sick
so the illness
seeped out but
millions still died
of God's Black Plague
how deeply do you
think I must carve
until this disease
that corrodes my heart
oozes to the surface
and you
like all those 
silly men before
run from the madness
daddy injected into
his 13 year old
baby girl 

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