The Monster Who Ate Her Chest
she opened her gown
to show me a flaming scar
something was missing...
the knife should have cut deeper
disease still raged underneath
a young life wasted
back in nineteen fifty five
a mother and wife
whose white skin turned yellow from
the monster who ate her chest
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