A Little girl is painting her little world. As she etches her arms she chews her withered feet. And she watches her brother so sickly and dying. He ate some filthy rotten mice today
This is the strange case of a girl in a cupboard This is the strange case of a girl in a cupboard This is the strange case of a girl in a cupboard This is the strange case of a girl in a cupboard
Please hold my hand forgive me the tooth-marks. Skin the spiders and gather some dead flies. Your lousy eyes a roast on the fire. Settling in corners a feast in the cupboard
She drags her arm close towards her brother And With her broken teeth she dislodges some fingers. This one's for food and this one for painting. I am afraid that this must be supper
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