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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Another Senseless Killing... IOWA CITY, Iowa (killingly, jarringly inexplicable, horribly, gruesomely, and forlornly), the found exhumed decayed corpse belonging to young vibrant coed twenty year old college student Mollie Tibbetts perhaps a spurned, snubbed, or scorned love seriously gone wrong, she who disappeared from her small hometown in central Iowa sad swan song now plays, where every last drop of sorrow rung, now weeping family, friends, relatives, et cetera subjected wrack with lifelong emotional pain, which searing inescapable grief twill unrelentingly track ferociously, fiercely, and figuratively, doth disallow recourse to duck away from heart wrenching quack king unbearably, terribly, and scathingly will fully bill leave ably beak homing a folly, mockery, and travesty, sans time heals all wounds (truly "FAKE"), nonetheless psyche riving tragic (irrevocable loss) doth pack, a punch greater then any all star olympic pugilist straight to the ab domain of opponent, where rumor mongers mill and blab how this, that, or another potential suspect,... whence tissues dab corners of crying eyes, an endless stream of tears merge with gab bulling utter dis belief questioning the supposed all mighty, or at a loss to do nothing but bawl (at Baal) into the fox sized rabbit hole trying with futility to block (even crawl ling into every rabbit hole) no bastion against implacable maddening crowded house alive with murderous frenzy, and a dialect (non tickling) gentle Iowan drawl, while once again this affected soddenly wet soul cannot process any (defying) logic, asper the impossibly steep toll the purposelessness killing, a lovely gal (same age as my youngest daughter), whose missed presence, (albeit her - slain Mollie Tibbetts – permanent absence) now created an expansive infinite black sink hole.
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