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"No For I love you"

"You don't love me It's a blacker cri in his strange eyes inspired Joan with a flashing,

reviving divination Back upon her flooded all that tide of woe, to hold Swiftly she

went close to Kells She stretched out her hands One was bleeding

frole Her

wrists were red, swollen, bruised frorasp

"Look! See what you've done You were a beast You ht

like a beast My hands were claws--my whole body one hard knot of

muscle You couldn't hold me--you couldn't kiss meSuppose you

ARE able to hold me--later I'll only be the husk of a woman I'll

just be a cold shell, doubled-up, unrelaxed, a callous thing never

to yieldAll that's ME, the girl, the wo, hating, sickened to death You

will only kiss--eraded The warmth, the

sweetness, the quiver, the thrill, the response, the life--all that

is the soul of a woman and makes her lovable will be murdered"