Crimson folds bathe her sleeping beauty
Burgeoning innocence so cruelly slain
Ruby droplets adorn her hands in prayer
Offering up her suffering bed of pain
Cupid's martyr,love maims like a terrorist
Leaving her heart to bleed this red rain
Slumber softly tousles her escaping flight
Moonlight's shadows haunt her waking dreams
Scarlet tide seeks peace's distant shore
In silent agony her totured soul screams
Life spills as despair's cup overflows
A tender soul ripped apart at the seams
Whispering wings descend in ghostly hues
Angels of mercy gathering in sad lament
Celstial chorus of angelic deep mourning
Sweet youthful innocence too soon spent
Gathering her up their most precious cargo
A soul not lost but to tragedy briefly lent
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