There she stared at the 8 corpses
Lifeless and still
Scattered about within 16 feet
Straddled and poised
80 of them phalanges spread
Covered in silence with nothing said
160 from soles to crowns
Mindless with no thoughts roaming around
As if heaven had kissed those drifting souls
In this very holy spot
Seen from the eyes of this
Reflection wearing her Goth
Halloween, 2014
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