Hush my love, my dear little lamb, sleep now love, forget that fear at hand
Sleep tight dear, dream of mountains and freedom, quickly escape from hell's dome
Hush now hush, listen to child lullabies, sleep dont speak... slowly close your eyes
Here I lay stroking your hair, watching you sleep as you breathe in air
I have a toy, dagger is his name, he loves the taste of childrens little veins
I am a mother, so sweet and kind, very graceful, taste divine
But here I hold you tight and close, ready to kill you my gentle rose
Stabbing this dagger through your back hearing you scream your neck slightly snaps
Blood on your pillow, baby blanket torn apart
look at you now, Ive stopped your little heart.













Comments
.....and strangely i loved it
lol really sweet poem...poor kid though....still XD
I love the rythme and the creepy ending. I love the mentality of the mother and how shes so guilt free...she seems to be having fun O_O......i wonder if my mom is like this....shit >_<
O_O tus madre can't be like that XD
thank you very much ^-^
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I Make My Hearts With Wings Because They Have A Tendancy To Fly Away.
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Sometimes A Boy Wrapped In Tinfoil Is Better Than A Knight In Shining Armour
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I Make My Hearts With Wings Because They Have A Tendancy To Fly Away.
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Sometimes A Boy Wrapped In Tinfoil Is Better Than A Knight In Shining Armour
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I Make My Hearts With Wings Because They Have A Tendancy To Fly Away.
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Sometimes A Boy Wrapped In Tinfoil Is Better Than A Knight In Shining Armour
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