The Person of Death

Mar 09, 2004 18:09

Blood trickles out of the corners of her eyes.
Down her tinted blue skin.
Everything about her is sad,
The way she holds herself,
The way she just barely makes eye contact,
the pasty half dead skin that you can see her veins through, like railroad tracks criss crossing on an empty plane.

GLOWING!

She's beautiful though.
The picture of death . . . but beautiful.
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