The Schoolgirl


She cries herself to sleep at night
Fearing for her life;
The monsters are out to get her
But they don't come in the night

They come when she's not expecting them,
They come when she is
They tear her throat
And tout and gloat
Over her dead body

Her life they've smote
She had no hope
Help her, anybody!

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