Pretty Pink Lovely

She's wonderfully depressed
And she's wonderfully lovely.
Pretty pink skirts
Pretty crystal tears
From those pretty blue eyes.
Somedays pretty crimson
Flows from pretty pale wrist,
Slits that give her pretty face a pretty pale twist;
Her body slumped on the pretty tiled floor.
And now she rests
In a pretty little plot
In a tight little coffin
In a stuffy pink dress
in a dreary little cemetery
With pretty pink flowers
Scattered
Six feet above