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Cecillia, such an unusual case she was
Cecillia's murderous screams still haunt these walls
Her tale, an insufferable tragedy
A misguided ghost still looks for a remedy
A privileged and beautiful daughter of a great lord
But her friends were like a bushel of rosy thorns
They lured her into a clouded forest
Left her alone in a crystal carriage
Spent days and nights listening to the ferocious howls of the wolves
She can only tell about the horrific creatures she saw in the woods
Rescued by a hunter a year later
Now she was the crazed daughter
Lived her whole life in misery
She became the lady of the castle, madness, and lunacy
Cecillia's death may be a hundred years old
But,
Cecillia's shrieks are still fresh in my memory like all her other descendants to whom the tale was foretold.
-Grisha. S
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DROPS OF SCARLET
ŞiirFeatured on @WattpadPoetry reading list 'Stygian Skies' "I dream as a soulless spirit where the only music I hear is the drops of scarlet" This poetry collection follows the tales of three women lost in the past and objects they surround themselves...
