February 12, 2009
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What a beautiful color.

So red,

So dark,

So pretty.

Staining the pure white of a merciless winter

With blood.

Hot blood,

On cool snow.

Death like winter.

Flushed cheeks drain to porcelain,

Fading, fading...

Life seeps out into a red watercolor mess

As death paints a picture

Of a soul.

Her soul.


She's so pretty.

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