She laid across the satin sheet
A sandal dangling off her feet
The bruises that could not be hid
Accentuates where make up did
LOVE had pulled a clump of hair
Beat and left her dying there
Scarlet drops of battle lost
Promotes the last and final cost
Her eyes locked wide, stares into space
Contorted, pain, across her face
In rasping, takes her final breath
She dies alone, and “loved” to death