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Jan 2013
Empty room,
dead girl,
white sheets,
with scarlet stains.
Slit throat,
****** mess,
but yet there is,
no evidence,
of the killer.
No foot prints,
no finger prints,
no DNA,
no nothing.
He has escaped,
without a trace,
and all that's left,
is a dead girl,
and a unique crime scene,
that has no leads,
and is a mystery.
Tatiana
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Tatiana  27/F/in a lighthouse
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