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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563986" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mocking Grin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563986" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Seated at my Uncle's funeral fire<br>Are family close, all well attired<br>In the middle of them like a well fed hen<br>Is he who took aim, and recompense<br>A virgin's vow, a promise given. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563986" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My face burns as his chin mocks mine<br>Three lies told, only one is closed.<br>Husband bare, he stripped me-<br>Of the future promise given by another.<br>Leaving me to deal with the fruit within <br>Without bother from any other hand.<br>A father extracts a lie, <br>A promise, a plead of things that are not -<br>It doesn't matter, now, the blood cleanses all.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563986" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I sit up taller, holding a new husband's vow<br>In my closed palm-<br>Promises that never faltered. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563986" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He mocks me <br>His eyes dance with the secret he holds.<br>The virgin's lie is finally over.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Charlotte+Ballard">Charlotte Ballard</a></strong></div>

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