Reflections of hate with in blue eyes
Chills of cold breath in hot summer sleep
Nightmares of youth of knifes and pillows
Victim of silent monsters
Never escaping what was never seen
Always creeping in the fantasies
Will tonight be it?
Will it finally hit?
That sister will kill
No one will know
That with in blue eyes
A killer slept
Spilled the blood of innocence
Was she crazy or just impaired?
But then she was the one with the hard life
Not the little sister she terrorized in the night

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