A little girl holding on to the only thing that...
Her favorite doll dressed up in a Crimson color...
I was born as a human and died one night,
it was cold and chilled my bones...
Willie, with a thirst for gore,
Nailed his sister to the door...
Rosy lips and raven hair,
Flying fingers play my senses...
Things are just a mess. the world as we know it is...
which gun is stronger. which is just not...
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-I walked past a store or two, like any other day...
I can't hold on to myself
I am maddening...
I am not usually capable of hate,
but you deserve nothing less...
Sitting in depression.
Feeling utterly alone...
No one sees her there
Ghost child...
As I walked down these dark streets,
A chill ran down my spine...
Should I do it with this knife in my hand.
Stab her with all the force I can...