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Red blood, staining crisp, white linen Dripping slowly from her gaping side, her body folds, tumbling to the floor A soft but pitiful sigh escapes her parted lips Her last breath, her last shudder, her last Scarlet pooling away Gradual, inevitable, insatiable Death
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May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 10:40 AM UTC
She fades
Red blood, staining crisp, white linen Dripping slowly from her gaping side, her body folds, tumbling to the floor A soft but pitiful sigh escapes her parted lips Her last breath, her last shudder, her last Scarlet pooling away Gradual, inevitable, insatiable Death
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May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 10:40 AM UTC
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