Life and Death

She was walking down the woods

 Hair on fire and dress made from cement 

 Bloody feet and dirty hands

 Midnight blue eyes reflecting the moons

 Sunkissed skin with sun rays for veins

 Chapped lips and a slit tongue 

 Zoe was her name 

 Thanatos was her lover…
Location: Spain

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