So Sweet So Red

There she lies
Cold, alone
No one to love her any more
But does she care?
No, not at all
For it is her choice
Slowly she rises
Dagger in hand
Her only friend
In the frosty night
Her wrists, one two
No time at all
Territory covered many times before
Then to her throat
So sweet and soft
Once knew loves adoring touch
Now cold stone is all it feels
One swipe
Up springs a pure red river
Cleansing her evil body of sin
At last a smile
As fleeting as mist
Blesses her red rose lips
As deaths kiss she does embrace.