the number twelve looks like you - document: grace budd lyrics
i took her to an empty house in westchester i had already picked up
when we got there i told her to remain outside, pick wild flowers
i went upstairs and stripped all of my clothes off
i knew if i did not i would get her blood on them
when all was ready i went to the window and called her
then i hid in the closet until she was in the room
she saw me all naked and began to cry and tried to run downstairs
i grabbed her and she said she would tell her mama
first i stripped her naked
how she did kick bite and scratch
i choked her to death
then i cut her into small pieces so i could take my meat to my room, cook and eat it
sweet and tender, her -ss was roasted in the oven
it took me nine days to eat her entire body
i did not f-ck her
though i could have as i wished
she died a virgin
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