December 14, 2009
Walking into the darkened room
She looks around
A shadowed heart fears
Scattered papers
Broken glass
A shadowed heart breaks
An odor so foul lingers
Drawing her towards the bathroom
A shadowed heart fails
There lies the body of her father
Stabbed brutally in the heart
A shadowed heart angers
Kneeling down beside
The rested, cold body
A shadowed heart cries
She takes the stone hand
Pressing it against her face
A shadowed heart deepens
Silently a dark figure reveals itself
Stepping out of the shadows
A shadowed heart screams

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