Red flush on the cheeks
Orange concealer
Yellow tint in the eyes
Just don’t want to be her
Green with envy
Blue hues in the skin
Purple streaks in the hair
To hide scarlet sin
Pink scars on the heart
Brown freckles and moles
White lies cover up
Black stains on the soul
A rainbow of disaster
Why won’t she die faster
From this world she will fade
As her mind goes gray
Her skeleton of ivory
Is not what she’s meant to be
Shadows of charcoal
Dance in her eyes though
Flesh worth as much as silver
So the body will be sold
To dissect her or kill her
Won’t reveal a heart of gold
About the Creator
Emily Dickerson
Hopeful and young, full of love. From my heart high praises are sung. For this reason I am here: to love and serve and bring all souls near. <3
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