Snow Angel

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Snow Angel.

The snow fell softly, blanketing the ground,

followed by crimson without a sound..

 Little snow angel lying in red,

eyes shutting softly while she bled.

 "Just a scrape, nothing more..."

Her mother whispered as angel bled gore.

 Snow fell softly, blanketing the ground,

while angel lay there without a sound...

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