Lovely Girl, Lonely Girl

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Lovely girl sitting on her swing, swing, swing…

Dark hair shadows her face like string, string, string.

~*~

Her feet kick out and she goes high, high, high…

Faster and faster, into the night sky, sky, sky.

~*~

Softly, she whispers about a hole, hole, hole…

Where she should have had a soul, soul, soul.

~*~

Her deadened eyes stare into mine, mine, mine…

Something about her brings about the shine, shine, shine.

~*~

Around her mutters, with your soul I would be complete, eat, eat…

With those words, I beat a hasty retreat, treat, treat.

~*~

But who knew that lonely girls could float, float, float.

I felt her cold fingers around my throat, throat, throat…

~*~

As I fade away, I feel her kiss, kiss, kiss.

Her bony hand takes mine into the abyss, abyss, abyss…

~*~

The lovely girl was just skin and bone, bone, bone…

The lonely girl is no longer alone, alone, alone.

Author: jongraylang

Novel Writer, Screenwriter, Filmmaker & occasionally an Actor. Handy with a Sword, Ukulele and Skis. Author of Nun With a Gun: The Town with No Name, The Matilda. and Twistin' Matilda. Writer of the upcoming Sci-Fi sequel, Black Matilda.

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