- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Little Madeleine
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Can you see our little Madeleine?
The razor blade
A flash of pain
And the blood spurts from her open vein
A gift to you from
Little Madeleine
So all alone, abandoned once again
She so misses you
Does little Madeleine
And the blood flows from her open vein
A gift to you from
Little Madeleine
A try as hard as she can, she can’t picture you
And that hurts her to
Our little Madeleine
And the blood runs from her open vein
A gift to you from
Little Madeleine
Her fragile mind it has come undone
Nowhere left to run
For little Madeleine
And the blood drips from her open vein
A gift to you from
Little Madeleine
And she knows she has gone insane
With the need inside of
Little Madeleine
And the blood seeps from her open vein
A gift to you from
Little Madeleine
The stain spreads across the floor
The tears dried forever more
For little Madeleine
One last drop falls from her open vein
A gift to you from
Little Madeleine
She drifts, and tries not to shout
As the life runs out
Of little Madeleine
Nothing comes from her open vein
A gift to you from
Little Madeleine
