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My skin,
Milky white and
Lightly peppered with freckles,
Paled next to his
Caramel hue.
My eyes,
Gray as steel,
Yet blue as ice,
Never matched his chocolate brown.
But still they come,
Remarking of something,
The stride in my step,
The tone of my words,
The unsettling gaze,
Warm and cold together,
Something,
Tells them that I am
Daddy’s girl.
Originally published at https://vocal.media.
