Take her toes.
Fragments of her frozen skin.
Her heart as it slows in your palm,
As the dark blood drips down your wrist,
As it seeps into the clothes you wear.
Fragments of her frozen skin.
Her heart as it slows in your palm,
As the dark blood drips down your wrist,
As it seeps into the clothes you wear.
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