Murderer

by Frankie   Mar 21, 2006


The youngest girl
covered in black
only to come out at night

She walks the lonely road
But finds her destination

She enters the door of the abandoned home
Slowly walks up the creaking stairs
dodging random pillars that hang from the ceiling

She enters the room where she sold her soul
Just to be able to leave this town
so that she may find love

She tries to plead about making a deal
But all she gets is a dark laugh

The only way to be loved
is to kill the ones who disobey me

The young girl so blinded by the want and need of love
Does as she is told

Slowly the house begins to fill
the musty smell of death lingers in the air

People have gone missing
Tragedy sweeps the town

All this pain and suffering
Caused by that one tortured soul
that cannot be stopped

Every night she cries out for love
But to no avail does it come

Finally she sees what she has done is wrong
And takes her life

Now I stand here observing her body
that lies among the rest

Only to find a note that read
All I wanted was hope and love
I am truly sorry

With all this said the mystery was solved
But
It can all happen again

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