Little Girl

It was about time, she has had enough.

Oh, what have you done little girl?

Here the walls bleed red from splatter

Even when they ran and hid from you

In the end it did not matter

 

Red drips from you and forms little roses

Roses that ripple with each new drop

Your eyes are fixed on the deed you've done

You mind swirled with red sweetness like a lollipop

 

The moonlight glints on the knife in your hand

And reflects mutilates heaps of crimson

The things were once human beings

But now lie silent in in your redemption

 

"Mommy, Daddy, why won't you speak?

Baby brother, look up at me.

Why won't you breath or blink?

Why are you still staring at me?"

 

A music box plays softly in the corner

As your petrified eyes lie dead in your skull

Your heart is thudding with fear and contentment

Your mind is empty but you room is full

 

Full with blood and what's left of your birthday

The clock strikes midnight, your pain is gone

You can still hear their voices from earlier

Singing you the birthday song

 

You've only turned a mere 5 years old

And your little heart had long since had enough

Mommy and Daddy are gone forever now

You smile because you will be tough

 

Oh, what have you done little girl?

The knife falls to the floor with a thud

Your suffering is over for good now

Now all that's left is all this blood...

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