Lost little girl,alone, wearing a black dress.
Where did you come from?
Can I take you back there?
You don't belong here and the sun is setting.
When it is dark,the beasts roam the streets and they will take you away.
They will take you back to where they live and make you like them.
You are so pretty,lost little girl.
You shouldn't ruin your dress.
Let me help you find your way home.
This is such an awesome poem. It has a slight creepiness to it. I'm actually not sure if the little girl should trust the person who wants to take her home. O_O ;) Also, I really love the picture that goes with it. A+ post!
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