Little Girl

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WARNING: MENTIONS OF THE DEVIL AND VIOLENCE
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A miserable bunch of no good scumbags,

That's the human world for you.

Psst. Here's a secret for you, honey.

I'm the devil or rather death.

"C'mon little girl! Go murder your teacher- it's funny!"

Let them always talk shit about hell.

But what better place to exist, what better place to dwell?

Think about it for a minute or two before you make up your mind:

No death, no fear, no love, no one nagging you to be nice , sweet or kind.

"Hear that little girl? Wouldn't that be good?

What's that they tell you to do-Pray??!

No that's too rude "

They only care if you're pretty or dead.

They dont want to hear the things in your head.

They'll rip out your soul but kiss you goodnight.

Yes, forget about what's wrong or right!

"Do it little girl! Feel the blade against your skin.

Why worry? No one will hear you in this din."

"What, little girl? You're fighting against me?

Am I not the one who showed you how bliss could be?

Good! You've stopped! Understand I'm not a liar!

Now go back and stick your hand in the fire!"

They'll stamp you and mold you and make you into something you're not.

Don't listen to them when they say I'm evil. That's all they've got.

"Don't listen to me, little girl! Listen to the voice inside!"
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Haha too late! it's me! Theres no where to hide!"
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I hope no deeply religious or any other person is offended by this. What this meant to you is your choice. But sometimes, when the world goes against you, you find solace in the littlest of things. A room, a book, a song, a voice.

And when the voice starts whispering,  it can't be wrong! It trusts you. It believes in you. So you comply.

"Little girl, do this."
"Little girl, do that."
Just a while before it becomes,
"Little girl, hurt yourself."

Love,
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