Am I Pretty Now Mommy?

Am I pretty now mommy?

Her grin was sadistic

Am I pretty now mommy?

She asked slowly

Her eyes were bleeding

Tears of red pain

Her lips were cracked

Dried with old age

Am I pretty now mommy?

Her ugly heart cries

The knife in her hand

Holds all of her lies

Am I pretty now mommy?

She grins again

Mommy sits on the floor

Pleading

“baby no more”

Blood pours from mommy’s skin

But the knife plunges again

“Am I pretty now mommy?

I only weight eighty pounds

And my heartbeat

It barely makes a sound

Im thin

But not fit

Ugly

Yet beautiful

Am I pretty now mommy?”

Mommy cries silenty

What can she do

Her baby has the knife

Her baby has taken

Hundreds of souls

Harvested them

“am I pretty now mommy?”

Her baby asks again

Am I pretty now mommy?

As she plunges the knife in

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