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trial of 3
written by mohawkkid88805:08 AM 3/1/05long blond hair 3 young little souls there were but now theres no more.
they dissapered in the eyes of a demon man he didnt stop to listin as they chant for there own dad
please just help we need to go home
shut the fuck up or i will blow your head away i will treat you like a gift if you will only play but if you get rough i will through you away
she didnt want to play she didnt want to stay so he took his barrel and blew her head away, now theres too and he likes to touch them but they dont know what to say he just keeps going its a routine every other day
the days keep passing and finally on this day one of the girls cant take it they dissagree with him today
she got a little further but didnt get away she was shot in the leg and he rapped her one more time, as shes screaming and crying and atlast he would say"you little bitch you should of stayed and play" he pulled out his knife and gutted her dreams away.
now theres only one and shes scared day after day but she wants to escape anyway then one night she untied the rope got his fucking gun and she jabbed it at his throat she smiled in relief she said those same words as he did to her sisters"whats wrong dick you dont want to play" she pulled the triger and blew that basterds brains away. |
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this is for all the people in this world that fuck with kids and take them away from there homes
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