The Coroners Daughter

Dressed in a pink daisy dress
An odd choice
With soft music playing
No songs as sweet as her voice
Around boxes for the dead
She danced through the maze
It was intriguing
Lively blue eyes catching my gaze
A place made for death
So full of strife
And yet here she was bringing
Corpses to life

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