The Still, Dead Beauty

February 2, 2013
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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_ said...
Feb. 8, 2013 at 11:40 am
Eerie, but at the same time pretty. Reminds me of a lullaby my mum used to sing.
ToPonJah This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Mar. 28, 2013 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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