She had shades of black
All around her dead eyes
Body no in motion
Body that can’t be exist
The once pale child
So alive
So cunning
Now a blue decomposed corpse
Skin ripped
Body raped
Eyes tearful
Lips once kissed
Her lips
There’s a story wanting to be told
They were touched by his lips
But couldn't place himself with her anymore
Bruises, deep purple
As you see her body
What do you think of it?
Innocent?
Painful thoughts?
Or just a girl
Wanted to be loved?
