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Dreams 

 

Dreams about you,

Make the stars feel near,

And the Earth sound mute. 

—Anonymous 

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Madame Lalaurie 

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Did you ever meet Delphine,

with skin as pale as a cloud,

eyes as brown as the earth.

Her touch was delicate,

as was her smile,

dark hair pinned and perfect. 

A gracious host

and a godly woman,

Did you ever meet Delphine?

 

Did you ever meet Delphine,

who dripped poison from her lips,

whose pale hands bruised dark necks,

screams echoed from the walls.

Blood stained wallpaper,

chains rattled and strained ceaselessly. 

A bright, clear grin,

and a diseased mind.

Did you ever meet Delphine?

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—Chesley Wetherington