She squashes a bunch of grapes
red as blood
and a purple bruise

She finds herself in a grave
filled with sabotaging melodies
and a gloomy pair of eyes

She's eyeing the top
and loses herself in greed
******* and naked in a feat

She's tiptoeing around a seat
cracking her innocence
and holding her tears

She smiles slyly with an allure
letters thrown into screeds
as she climbs breaking her bones

Her sentences are freed causing a stampede
and aims for self-recognition
as she marches through a dark street

A beautiful gloomy doll
dancing in a street
dragging her cold feet

Humming short and sweet
glowing with ego
she's a confident breed