Skin so pale, so tantalizing.

And the scarlet rain slides from it so easily.

Dripping to the wet concrete.

Hair so soft, so very soft.

And the crimson rain slides from it so easily.

Falling to the slick streets.

Eyes so vibrant, now so dull.

And the tears slid so easily.

Blood now staining them red.

Cries so painful, so afraid.

And my apologies flow so easily.

Slicing through you.

Sharper than my blades.

And the red blood slides from my hands so easily.

Staining your porcelain like skin.