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Scarlet Letters

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I feel marks upon my skin

So tinted, passionately timber:

Colored as a lover?s rose.

I, though ashamed, am thrilled

To feel the burn,

To feel the mouth

From which I?ve learned

To suffocate these moans.

Do cauterize, for I adore

You more than I abhor

The mumbling neighbor.

Maddy (:

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