Stained Face.

Pennies on her eyes, dead inside

Fragments of a shattered heart.

The wind is still, the timepiece cracked

Forever locked in now. Quiet.

Demon lingers, smirking smile

Watching sadness permeate.

She looks away, her tear stained skin

In cold hallways, echoes eternal.

Timid lies and forced betrayal

Disemboweled and on her face.

Forever snuffed yet within reach

Choices bruise and so we die.

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