Murder of your little girl.

by Marta   Apr 10, 2004


She's the demon inside your head
She's the monster under your bed.

She's the one who hates
She's the one who awaits.

She's your death
She's your last breath.

She's your soul
She's your life you stole.

She haunts you in your night
She will never bring you light.

She was your little girl
She was your little pearl.

She was your everything
She was your something.

She was the demon in your head
She was the monster under your bed.

Murder, shame on you, now she's dead...

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