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a locked door
a rusty razor
a towelstained with red
a folded note
on the floor
a young girl lays there dead.

their emotions in a tagle
the room begins to swirl
she was mommys little angel
and daddys perfect girl.
Posted: 2006-03-16 23:44:10 UTC

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