Real

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Title:     Real
Author: Emily Dickinson [More Titles by Dickinson]

I like a look of agony,
Because I know it 's true;
Men do not sham convulsion,
Nor simulate a throe.

The eyes glaze once, and that is death.
Impossible to feign
The beads upon the forehead
By homely anguish strung.

[The end]
Emily Dickinson's poem: Real

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