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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