“Long, tangled red hair / Braided with pale purple flowers / A face as pale as death / Makes sense. She’s dead.”
Long, tangled red hair
Braided with pale purple flowers
A face as pale as death
Makes sense. She’s dead.
Braided with pale purple flowers
Petals scattered across a bloody red wound
Makes sense. She’s dead
Wide staring gray eyes, perpetually surprised
Petals scattered across a bloody red wound
Pale lavender soaking up the red
Wide staring gray eyes, perpetually surprised
Watching a killer, long gone
Pale lavender soaking up the red
Long, tangled red hair
A killer, long gone
A face as pale as death
Makes sense.
She’s dead.
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