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."*
Aug 26, 2010
Aug 26, 2010 at 11:02 PM UTC
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