dead skin
weathered lifeless and torn the
eyes sewn shut and
tounge form the mouth she lay bleeding
bleeding

scarlet...stains...scarlet
scarlet...stains...scarlet

scarlet...stains...scarlet
scarlet...stains...scarlet

ripped out
the stiches
ripped out
the stiches
ripped out
the stiches
ripped out
the stiches

his hands
blasphemy
his hands
blasphemy
his hands
blasphemy
his hands
his hands
his hands
his hands

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