Even the dead tell stories.

Whether their body be buried,

6 feet below,

Or whether it be lying to rot.

It doesn’t matter how gorgeous,

Or ugly.

She was quite gorgeous indeed.

Until death broke into her home,

To wisp her away in an instant,

Locked up for his crimes,

But still he will find,

He has never truly been punished.

Her story tells,

Of how fast death sweeps,

Through any cozy little house.

Not even the young,

Beautiful and intelligent,

Are spared from a gruesome end.