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Aug 2010
A little girl never spoke
A word wouldn't slip
A rope around her neck
Would pull and choke

With blood on her face
She danced into school
Still not a word
But the body dressed in lace

No words said
The sight was all we needed
All the evidence portrayed
Across the body of the dead

Her best friend stared in fear
Yet approached her with a smile
He took her hand and made her stare
Because he knew her end was near

The police looked at the dead
And at the two children
Her friend took the knife
And they put a bullet in his head

Her eyes became red
The blood pooling around
She fell to the ground
And she finally said:

*"You all have become
the monster you fear
you will be numb
because your time is here.
I will rid you of this
I will take your life
With a kiss
from this bloodied knife."
ⓒ Moco's Twisted Mind
Written by
Moco Muddslide
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