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Hushhhhhh lil baby...

Whiskey
Black.

Serenades
The wolves..

Flash backs..

Movements of
 hard times..
Nursery rhymes..
And..

Mommies crimes..

Those men in masks..

I can hear footsteps..
and voices..

"So Where is she?"

"Probably in her room
hiding in the closet"..

"Who gets er' first?" ..
Hell..
where's my belt?..

She's a screamer!..

"Mommy!"
NO!

Mommy!!

Come here little girl..
You should be used
to this routine..
Its the pussy I enjoy..
And a must
I hear you scream..

To the point
I couldn't breathe..

The rhythm of my heartbeat
sang...


Hush lil baby
don't you cry..
.
.
.
.
God
isn't
coming
again
tonight..
Written by Devilish
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