Red Rivers Die
By Kainen
My bosom, perfect and round,
My body, slim and tight,
My legs, long and slender,
My arms, lithe and smooth
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My dress, sexy, long, and red. . .so red. . .
A far cry from what's inside
Blood of darker shades flow within my veins
My bones, grey and weak
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I am black aren't I? . . .so black deep within
My arms, I see, thrust forward in front,
My skin turning a day's night
Crumpling. . .decaying. . .dying. . .
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Dirt I now stand on,
Sod yet to be laid
My knees sink to the ground,
My hands twist to claws
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Furiously, I dig to uncover what's beneath
A pale ghost of I laying at peace
Tears of blood run from death's eyes
Staining the earth with its vial substance
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My hair, dull now,
Fall before my eyes
Blond. . .grey. . .black. . .
Gather in my hands
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Bones crumple while skin peels
Soon I will be dust
Blown away from what I was,
Escaping my Shinra ties
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Free of them, at peace I rest
Gleefully I know it's true,
I am the Scarlet Lady,
But I was the Scarlet Bitch