Prowler

That night you entered my home Took my baby girl, She was so beautiful, We said good-night for the last time. You took her somewhere cold and dark, I doubt she cried... She was strong that way. She probably held your hand, She was sweet that way She would have painted you a picture, She was kind that way. You stole her first kiss, Her first intimate moment, Along with her last breath I cannot find remorse. I should forgive; But I cannot I should not hunt you; But I will I should not bleed you slowly But I will

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025