Freeform Friday: So Cute

So Cute
by Belinda Roddie

It was so clear how her innocence
would never provide recompense
for all the shadows in her room
all mocking her within the gloom

How cute and sweet she was indeed,
while following a heathen's creed
The Bible waved above her head
The mob all wishing her kind dead

The halo she wore was a fake
to give her life a second take
For now, she only wore the seams
of her rainbow dress in her dreams

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