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Fatal Craze
The fatal Craze
“I was bored” she claimed
“I didn’t want this to happen”
Her facial expression obviously pained.
It all started with a giggle,
Slowly becoming a bloody mess
No longer was the crime little.
Her eyes gleamed with pure insanity,
Now she sits in her cell with solitary confinement
Praying she could regain
Her lost humanity.
“I was bored” she claimed
“I didn’t want this to happen”
Her facial expression obviously pained.
It all started with a giggle,
Slowly becoming a bloody mess
No longer was the crime little.
Her eyes gleamed with pure insanity,
Now she sits in her cell with solitary confinement
Praying she could regain
Her lost humanity.
Published 6th Jul 2012
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