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Little Girl
I have a reason, for what I do. But it would not, make sense to you. I love the children, oh too much. Just so much, I want to touch. With candy and sweets, I lure them in. And then the fun, really begins. I'm not sex-minded, not today. I would never touch them, in that way. Some call me evil, some say I'm insane. I do have a reason, I just can't explain. You see the kids, are nothing more to me. Than tiny bodies, with parts I need. I lost something of mine, I want it back. My only girl, had a heart attack. I tried to save her, but I was too late. I locked myself up, furious with hate. I stayed there for weeks, writhing in pain. Until I realized her death, was not in vain. I figured out, I could change fate! The tables have turned, I was not too late! I could remake her, only better! This way I would never forget her! With an eye from Tanya, an arm from Sue. I realized what I had to do. On the night of revival, all parts were in place. I'll never forget, the look on her face. There she lay, on the beach of Lake Pearl. Beautiful as hell, daddy's little girl.
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