Freshly laundered coat of white.
Overnight the ****** visited.
Cold hands, no gloves displayed.
Without sound she tripped.
Over the sidewalk.
Was to become a ***** girl.
Sullied by the lies of men.

Over the city her limbs did splay.
Snowflakes,
Pure innocence, before the break of day.
While city slept, left at peace.
Left to rest.
Not yet corrupted by the soles of man or beast.
Veritable thrill of sterile chill.
By ladylivvi1

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