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She dealt her pretty words like Blades

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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Poem She dealt her pretty words like Blades - Emily Dickinson