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Jan 2016
Come to me little soul
Take that dress down and show me
All that hell can promise me
Little girl my prize my goal

Locked inside a dark cold place
Sunshine never gonna kiss your face
I've snatched before and will do again
Once my hands have culled and slain

Your soft flesh how it tingles now
As needles caress
Your heartbeat skips when harm does call
I'm your ******* nightmare
Baby doll

Stop the crying now wash your hair
Put this dress on
No I don't care
For I'll put the fear of God
Inside your warm hot
Motherhood

The final hours now rock by
At my hand and rope you will die
I'll be of to find anew
Another little soul
Just like you
Sin
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