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A FACT I WISH WERE FICTION

Together as a team they finally found the thirteen year old young lady at last
The insanity of uncertainty was permanently part of the past
Little Miss Lost was discovered after a three day seminal search
After strangers held hands and vigils outside and inside a church

Fellow congregants lit flames while fervently praying in the dark
Beseeching the Lord that she’d be found at a friend’s home or playing in a park
It was typical for Miss Lost to do enjoyable things for a little more than a little while
Then she’d return in the morning with a bouquet of morning glories as glorious as her gorgeous smile

Upon her requested return relatives gathered around but not one of them ever inquired
No one asked where she’d been……… silenced primarily because they were all so damned tired
The little lass Miss Lost had a wanderlust and all too often would take to roam
And usually when Miss Lost arrived everyone was just relieved that she safely had come home

They found Miss Lost after the search with men and their dogs had lasted three days too long
But sometimes even for the sinless and innocence of youth something goes wretchedly wrong
And I can only pray that it’s true when they say that which a sinner sows……. so shall he reap
Because some creep raped and decapitated the 13 year old Little Miss Lost and then discarded her corpse in a garbage heap
© 2012…(c) 2012...PHREEPOETREE..~free cee!~

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