A needle pushed through skin
Extracting life from veins
Another one is gone too soon
No longer fun and games
The word gets out, the posts are made
"I saw you just last week"
A family mourns a broken soul
A person so unique
What happened to their little girl?
Her eyes sparkled in the sun
Replaced by an empty, lifeless gaze
In the end, the darkness won
They clothed her in a long sleeve dress
To hide the markings on her arms
Around her bony, pale white wrist
Her favorite bracelet, dangling charms
They lower her into the ground
The grieving is far from done
And in the time it takes to blink
Somewhere, evil steals another one
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 4:55 PM UTC
A needle pushed through skin
Extracting life from veins
Another one is gone too soon
No longer fun and games
The word gets out, the posts are made
"I saw you just last week"
A family mourns a broken soul
A person so unique
What happened to their little girl?
Her eyes sparkled in the sun
Replaced by an empty, lifeless gaze
In the end, the darkness won
They clothed her in a long sleeve dress
To hide the markings on her arms
Around her bony, pale white wrist
Her favorite bracelet, dangling charms
They lower her into the ground
The grieving is far from done
And in the time it takes to blink
Somewhere, evil steals another one
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