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Blood splatters across the wall like art. |
| Blood splatters across the wall like art Across the floor is a trail in a dark red In the corner lies the lifeless body parts. A full moon marks the hour and a time Uniforms stand and search a dark scene Mysterious turns and alleys to a crime. Sending chills through skin and bones Haunting voices scream to be set free What happened here sets a dark tone. Reports and paper work scribbled out Chalk outlines clarifies the body's place Witnesses say nothing strange about. Questions and pondering left running Answers with little explanations left Now the headlines read and stunning. |