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Skin Deep


Her smile stretches onward

like a tired sunset,

strawberry cream

lip balm of Gilead

with matching

passion pink polish

on the toes.


She sits quietly on the bench

swishing her ponytail from side to side,

methodically picking the skin

from her thumbs

until they bleed.

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