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Rappaccini's Daughter
Contributed by
Chicken
on
Saturday, 12th October 2002 @ 01:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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The flowers died in her hand,
Killed by the acidic secretions of her skin.
In her heart she loves
But this, her deep dark secret keeps her
From pursing him.
She knows her kiss is that of death
And so from the garden she tries to hide.
Because of the evils of her father,
She can never love.....
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Chicken
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2002-10-12 13:00:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Rappaccini's Daughter
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 11:59:01 AM AEST (User
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I've never seen the film, but it certainly seems interesting, given your account of it, which at once seems both tragic and entrancing . . .
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