She wears the morning upon her cheek
Her bones shivering beneath
A faint dry sound cracks the air
Thicker than rain and hail
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Persephone's Blush
She wears the morning upon her cheek
Her bones shivering beneath
A faint dry sound cracks the air
Thicker than rain and hail
For the trees are painted rubies
As blood red as shattered eyes
Hiding the truth beneath the blue
In which sets these autumn skies
Drowning in the fumes of death
The silent dying sound of baby's breath
Her hair soft lifted in the wind
Sinking her everlasting grin