Painted in Red

September 18, 2012
By Saachi Jain BRONZE, Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey
Saachi Jain BRONZE, Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey
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Her beauty was such that it massacred them all.
There was blood on the walls long after she was gone.

But when she came back, and danced on their graves,
They whispered in her ear, "Beauty is a fickle, fickle thing."
Her screams echoed off the tombstones,
And the graves were tinted with red once again
Destruction unto itself. Because that's what beauty does best.

The author's comments:
I like to be inspired by a line or a painting. I was perusing art online and I came across a picture of woman's face; she was incredibly beautiful. That's where the first two lines came from and I went on from there.

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