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Girl Flower
Creeping through twilight,
petals like whispers of sorrow and silk,
shadows curled in the hollows of her cheeks,
gorgeous, pitiful, iridescent.
Eyes—glass orbs reflecting a world unloved,
a garden of ghosts blooming beneath her skin.
Black veins lace her porcelain throat,
a masterpiece of decay and desire.
She is a hymn of aching beauty,
an echo of color swallowed by night,
a flower that wilts with a sigh,
drenched in the moon’s last tear.
wiht love By Mojo
@bailey's mom original prompt and modifiers by Mojoart