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Vision_of_insanity
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Looking out for number one
Little boy left for hardly 15 minutes
The sitter had gone to the store for some cigarettes and soda
When she returned she saw the fire engines in front of the house
She saw the smoke & flames
She found out that the little boy she was babysitting had lit his little brother's crib on fire
The baby was burned to death
He used the matches she had left on the table
He had heard that the only child gets more attention from the parents
With more love & extra dessert
He was only looking out for number one
The sitter had gone to the store for some cigarettes and soda
When she returned she saw the fire engines in front of the house
She saw the smoke & flames
She found out that the little boy she was babysitting had lit his little brother's crib on fire
The baby was burned to death
He used the matches she had left on the table
He had heard that the only child gets more attention from the parents
With more love & extra dessert
He was only looking out for number one
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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crimsin
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Joined 25th Jan 2011 Forum Posts: 2672
creep
a fire burn through me I could not contain
always boiling under the surface waiting to escape
a darkness so great you'd shudder to be in it's way
heavy and old with heady magic
a drop of blood from me and you will pay mightly
patiently the flames wait for somone bold enough to disturb it
looking so much like sunshine
they always underestimate it, though I warn
cold and calculated like a bank vault opening up
steel cylindars slam into place and it's out
you provoked the demon
now it's free
it's coming for you full force, on your knees
it tastes your fear it tastes sweet
your soul exacted cruelty on me
for this, the monster wil make you pay
a dash of this, a drop of that, some heather to make it work
you have no clue while I silently chant
centering myself preparing for your attack
he will show no mercy
exacting his vengeance
a malevolent creep desiring your downfall
sinster stirring your skin crawls
it's just the beginning dear one
anxiety grows
vicious little devil leaves some welts
but he doesn't want your life
he wants your slow death
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