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Midnight Blue.

Dead ahead
Homicide
Dead ahead
Murde-

River waters
Turned massacre red
A billionaires mansion burned
Ashes,
Ashes,
Ashes,
We all fall down.
No survivors
The skies morph into a midnight blue.

Bloody blue dress
An outfit worn down to her knees
Her skin like white paper
Decorated in purple bruises
Others were midnight blue
She slowly hums at the woods itself.

Suddenly her body hung dead
Tied to a rope
'Suicide.

~Yours Truly,