The last blood she bleeds

She is home alone
She takes off her cloths
She sets naked
On the bathroom sink
She has long black hair
Bright blue eyes
A soft genital hand
That holds a knife
A kind broken heart
That overflows with pain
Blood drops fall like poring rain
She is quiet and clam
Like nothing is wrong
But she is drowning in her self
Her face is so beautiful
The most gorgeous thing
I have ever seen
Her flesh is cold like death
That was the last blood she bleeds.