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The Still, Dead Beauty

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Lashes flaked with snow and dust,
Lips caked with dry, cracked sand—

Hair strands tangled with blades of grass,
Soft skin battered with bruises and cuts.

Fingernails fettered and broken—chipped paint.

Eyes staring open, glittering in color.
Mouth gaping open; parted at the teeth.

The body of a girl laid in a forest
Beneath the trees.



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Little_Miss_Jo_This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Feb. 8 at 11:40 am:
Eerie, but at the same time pretty. Reminds me of a lullaby my mum used to sing.
 
ToPonJahThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
today at 4:50 pm :
Thank you, and yes it was meant to be. Thank you for commenting! What lullaby was it?
 
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