The ceiling fan swirled above her
Her eyes following its motion
A familiar ache in her abdomen
The cramps have started their camp early this month
It was one of those days
days in which she was left alone
though no fault of her own .
She was a mess
constantly checking the back of her dress
Moody and capricious thing
glued to the bed and the washroom
A stranger inside her own home
The God's didn't wanter to see her any soon
So she,the bleeding devil was left alone.
Slowly she pulled herself and looked out of the window
Red poppies in full bloom she saw
dancing and swaying in the evening zephyr
For the first time she smiled at them
They were beautiful
Just like the blood red stains on her skirt.
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