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Flashes before blue violet eyes
flood through scarred thorn veins
as pricked fingers bleed in
streams of unconsciousness claiming its
prize while tethered fabric help
absorb gushing red wine seeping
out sliced flesh by sharp
silver blades used happily upon
her fireball red hair before
cutting into her tender skin
too feeble to rebuttal anything
preceding her screaming soul seeks
relief from this monster attacking
a hollow existence after years
of enduring abuse from blinded
family members never capable of
seeing past their target to
seeing a beloved rare gem
instead of their chosen victim
sent to heaven.