Fiftywords week 21

The final goodbye

A new type of person lurked inside her,
She was old from the face and that animal fur,
Was as hideous as a late night cats pur,
I wish I had gotten too know her,
Before she ended up laying in that last bed,
She had such a creepy smirk that left her red
For it was her final goodbye but it just seemed like I heard a sigh.

I have entered before I orgonally saw literature trails page!