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The bouquet of white roses
Lies in the water.
Speckled with scarlet
A girl- blond hair, green eyes, freckles, and matching red slashes on her wrists
Lies in the tub.
A boy-dark haid, pale, fierce blue eyes, screams as he holds her tight,
Clutching her stained hair in his hands,
Frantically shouting for her to wake up.
In another world, the girl sits at the edge of the cliff.
A man sits next to her.
Don't leave them.
He says, frowning at her.
It hurts so much,
She replies, crying.
Then let them comfort you.