From the cliffs
He used to watch her walking along the shore
With every day that passed he wanted her more
Her red hair and pink dress blowing in the breeze from far away
He was shy he couldn´t find the words to say
One morning no different from any other he decided to speak
She just smirked at him and walked off as if he were some freak
Again he sat but this time his mind was toiling
His blood thickening it began boiling
Instead of dreaming to kiss her straight rose lips
Instead of wishing to embrace her straight girl hips
He thought of hurting her as she´d hurt him
The things he thought of were nothing but pure sin
He wanted to cut her to see her bleed
To hear her scream with pain became his new need
So one morning again like any other he followed as she walked
He called to her but she ignored him never talked
In anger he hastened his speed
Ever growing inside his head was his evil need
He grabbed at the back of her red shiny hair
Pulled her onto the sand so fair
Her face shocked and with no words she stared
He could see her fear but he never cared
The feeling gave him feelings he´d never felt before
At her dress he tore and tore
Enraged he dragged her into the foaming water
This someone´s child this someone´s daughter
She fought she scratched she screamed but no one was near
He just smiled his smile never shed a tear
Deeper and deeper he pushed her in until he could not see her face
He held her head under the grey blue sea
Seeing art in the way her hair swirled wild and free
He watched the life in her eyes just fade
Then he loosened his grip on his beautiful mermaid
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