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Taken in the Night…by Jessie 8/05 A little town, one football night A Mother frantic, full of fright Her child taken in the night… A shadow embarked upon the town Its prey lay waiting all around But it was the little girl the shadow found… The shadow blended in quite well Friends and family couldn’t tell But in his chest, lurked the heart of Hell… He waited till the time was right When all the others were out of sight Then took the girl with out a fight… She felt quite safe, she knew the man He held onto her tinny hand The rest is hard to understand… The things he did I cannot say All the lives that changed that day The people search, the people prayed… The shadow still walks this restless town Blending in all around The little girl never found… The family hopes, she’ll be home one day They left a light on, to guide the way But in her shallow grave she’ll stay… She is not the first, the shadow took There are more, once you look Many family trees have shook… He’ll strike again I have no doubt His eyes are peering all about Is it you, this time, he’ll single out?
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 11:17 AM UTC
Taken in the Night
Taken in the Night…by Jessie 8/05 A little town, one football night A Mother frantic, full of fright Her child taken in the night… A shadow embarked upon the town Its prey lay waiting all around But it was the little girl the shadow found… The shadow blended in quite well Friends and family couldn’t tell But in his chest, lurked the heart of Hell… He waited till the time was right When all the others were out of sight Then took the girl with out a fight… She felt quite safe, she knew the man He held onto her tinny hand The rest is hard to understand… The things he did I cannot say All the lives that changed that day The people search, the people prayed… The shadow still walks this restless town Blending in all around The little girl never found… The family hopes, she’ll be home one day They left a light on, to guide the way But in her shallow grave she’ll stay… She is not the first, the shadow took There are more, once you look Many family trees have shook… He’ll strike again I have no doubt His eyes are peering all about Is it you, this time, he’ll single out?
This happened in a small town in 2005 while everyone was at the football game
jessie-schwartz
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M/Springfield MO
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 11:17 AM UTC
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