Our Justine

inspired by an extract from Frankenstein

I watched the sun
fall on her body
her cheeks still shiny
with the tears she had cried.
was the last life she showed.

The rope around her neck
was stopping her from leaving
in the slightest form of peace.

Instead she was chained,
swinging limply,
to Hell on Earth.

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