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Schoolboy Dreams
Matthew had a secret he could never tell Yes Matthew had a secret, he hid it very well His heart was dark and his mind was filled with burning clay All the other children’s parents said with Matthew do not play His first victim was a pretty girl named Mary Sue He took her out beyond the barn, promising a very special view He hit her once, twice, she fell and began to bleed, a very awful sight Matthew knew that his power, rage and anger would be his might He buried her after tasting her blood, a flavour unlike any other The next day coming home from school, he did the same thing to her brother He buried him deep beside his sister, still in her blouse and skirt Who’ll be next, Matthew thought, brushing his hands clean of the dirt His heart was hurt by the one named Jill, who never knew his name But he was sure once he got her home, she’d be glad she came His hunger grew and the bodies collected as he played his twisted game She came over one afternoon, his goal accomplished; now she’d never forget his name Out to the barn the two of them walked in the pale midday sun Jill, he said, I have something to show you, I hope you find it fun He pulled open the doors and watched as her face contorted with the shock of the horrible scene I did it all for you, he explained, to most of them I wasn’t even mean Suddenly, the morning alarm sounded, waking young Matthew from his tortured sleep Now today, he whispered, let’s see if Jill thinks I’m still a creep
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