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The Tale of Two Beauties
With smoke in the air, wind in the trees,
I almost didn’t see the blood on the leaves.
Your pale body spread across a wood,
Not even knowing where your killer stood.
I started to think, he could still be near,
I stopped my breathing, thinking he might hear.
I couldn’t save you, for I didn’t know,
That you were going to die in the snow.
I continued to walk, my breathing slow,
I had to find the source, I had to know.
I dropped real close to the frozen ground,
Hoped he wouldn’t see me if he was around.
I snuck around to a cottage nearly hidden,
It was out of a fairytale, looking forbidden.
It was clear that it had been left to wear,
But I didn’t know your killer lurked there.
I saw the horse first, it was neighing about,
I stopped short, and then I heard a shout.
He stepped outside, another girl in tow,
Hand around her neck, oh, I already know.
I looked around, knowing what I must do,
If I don’t act now, she’ll be dead too.
I found a spot I might could hide,
But I found no weapon before you died.
I was scrambling about when I heard the thud,
I saw your body, already covered in blood.
I knew not what would unfold if I were found,
I tried desperately not to make a sound.
Two beauties were dead, in the mud and snow,
I’d seen this action, and still I hid low.
The cottage was empty, that I could tell,
But so was my heart, when your body fell.
I dared not show myself, or I would die too,
I left you there, as you both turned blue.
I barely made out of there, and not with my wits,
But this will be a tragedy that I will not forget.
I almost didn’t see the blood on the leaves.
Your pale body spread across a wood,
Not even knowing where your killer stood.
I started to think, he could still be near,
I stopped my breathing, thinking he might hear.
I couldn’t save you, for I didn’t know,
That you were going to die in the snow.
I continued to walk, my breathing slow,
I had to find the source, I had to know.
I dropped real close to the frozen ground,
Hoped he wouldn’t see me if he was around.
I snuck around to a cottage nearly hidden,
It was out of a fairytale, looking forbidden.
It was clear that it had been left to wear,
But I didn’t know your killer lurked there.
I saw the horse first, it was neighing about,
I stopped short, and then I heard a shout.
He stepped outside, another girl in tow,
Hand around her neck, oh, I already know.
I looked around, knowing what I must do,
If I don’t act now, she’ll be dead too.
I found a spot I might could hide,
But I found no weapon before you died.
I was scrambling about when I heard the thud,
I saw your body, already covered in blood.
I knew not what would unfold if I were found,
I tried desperately not to make a sound.
Two beauties were dead, in the mud and snow,
I’d seen this action, and still I hid low.
The cottage was empty, that I could tell,
But so was my heart, when your body fell.
I dared not show myself, or I would die too,
I left you there, as you both turned blue.
I barely made out of there, and not with my wits,
But this will be a tragedy that I will not forget.
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