Musky Perfume and Powder

Musky purfume and powdered gloom

Arise from her skirts as she crosses the room

China skin and spiderweb hair

Fingertips stroking the open air

Hollow footsteps creak over the floor

Escape is forbidden, for there is no door

The silence is screaming with nothing to say

Blood splatters the walls as she rustles away

The End

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