Heart-ShapedWorn like a pendant, Hands clasped about the neck, And. Still. Beating.Heart-Shaped
She smiles, warmly as a cat, Caresses it gently, patting the Lifeblood away with the pads of her hands.
"Not my fault, really," she purrs. "(I didn't know it would bleed.) I only liked the colours," she pouts. "The spanglesparkled red and purple," And the thudub of life.
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