Everyday I'm not with her gets worse and worse. She always asks why I look at her the way I do. I talk to her and her voice calls me in. We joke and talk. But I crave for her.
I tell her, "To night I'll make my way into your house." She laughs it off. She doesn't know I'm lusting for her. Her skin looks so tight I cant help but want to take a bite and savor very morsel of her. But one will turn into two and two will turn into three and four. She's my little whore.
I tell you tonight…tonight she's not alone.
She's a bobbysoxer so pure so young. By morning her soul will be gone.
I try to tell her I did a beautiful thing. Relax baby. She stops now that's a good girl. She is like my work of art. I can control and contort into any position for her liking. I will make my fantasy a reality. She will be under me. Shh I whisper hold still baby. It will be over soon. I can't keep going no matter how much I want to. She pretends she doesn't like it but I know she does.
Tonight. Yes tonight she won't be alone.
I can taste the wicked in the room.
Bobbysoxer. God she's so pure so young.
By morning her soul will be gone. She knows she will love it though.
I blend with the walls so I wont be seen.
I know you were wondering.
My love she smells so.. I lost myself in her.
I took one look at her she smiled back. So I follow her home.
Tonight. It has to be tonight she won't be alone.
So pure so young. I start to feel something just thinking about her. Her skin and her body.
By morning her soul will be gone.
No one can ever have her other than me.
She will always be mine even in death. No one can have her!
No one!
Her innocence will be mine! Forever! We will die together. Our souls will be together sweetie.
I stroke her limp hair as I raise the gun to my head. My last feeling was cold metal on my head.
And we all have a hell.