Miss Mary May
Never has seen a day
Without death she is not real
Forgotten like always
Supposed to have love
Never found it
Her dad making her "beautiful"
How?
She has blood for tears
Smiles are stitches
Needles stuck throughout her body
Her screams are heard through the blood flow
She attacks the way she was taught
Mary
Miss Mary May
Will come for your child
The little murderer is out tonight