"... oblivio."

Blood seeping out,
like the finest rubies.

Glistening in the soft light,
casting shadows across her skin.

Trailing down her cheeks,
she is weeping for all that is lost.

Not caring,
about her disheveled apperance.

Not hearing,
the screams of her names.

Not seeing,
as she takes her last step.

In to oblivion.

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