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SHE DEALT HER PRETTY WORDS LIKE BLADES by EMILY DICKINSON

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Last Line: Just locking up — to Die
Subject(s): MORTALITY;
She dealt her pretty words like Blades -
How glittering they shone -
And every One unbared a Nerve
Or wantoned with a Bone -

She never deemed - she hurt -
That - is not Steel's Affair -
A vulgar grimace in the Flesh -
How ill the Creatures bear -

To Ache is human - not polite -
The Film upon the eye
Mortality's old Custom -
Just locking up - to Die.


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