Bleeding beauty

hush lie still
Enjoy the spill of life fluid
staining the coil of your birth...

Lower yourself into your tomb

as the life slowly spills from her womb

Watch her pale frame fall to the ground...

As her body shatters like broken glass
a beautiful portrait now broken and stained

Her face all mangled and maimed
Hairs torn, like her heart from her chest...
Wounds gazing like eyes

She feels no pain
You have no gain...

For her feelings have already been slain...

Her light has died, the darkness unfolds..

With every drop she spills... her body goes cold..

and that's how life goes a thousand fold...

eyes like pearls that shimmer under a veil of tears

Lips as purple as the plums in the trees

Teeth white and cracked like marble floor

breasts of gold, her death an eyesore...

between her legs, a sea of red...

potent blades... to the back of her head...

this all sounds horrible... believe me we have tried...

but this is the day...

That beauty has slowly bled dry... and died