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Virginia

Little girl is crying

Scarlet hair is tangling

As she watches me with pleading

Big brown eyes

As if I know what mercy means.

Seamlessly, little girl, I steal you away

From yourself; within your blood dances

My chilling perfection; didn't your mother

Ever tell you not to talk to strangers?

Little girl, so desperate to shine in his eyes

I have corrupted you, destroyed you.

You were a pretty little thing until

I tore apart your tattered soul.

Little girl cannot escape me

Her life is in my hands

Slipping through my fingers like a tantalizing dream

As, with silken ease, I slaughter

Every naive little belief to exist within her

Naive little mind.

Little girl, I have opened your eyes.

And still you wait for your hero.