Sweet Façade

Cold lips and empty eyes
Red rivers running
Everyone is petrified
No one saw it coming

Her serrated savior
Drowned in crimson death
Portrays all the anger
Never expressed through breath

Her sweet façade is slashed
To reveal inside
All because no one asked
Asked her why she cried

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