Lonely little Darky, publishes stories early in the morning, in large amounts, all with acronyms in the title in an attempt so no one will read. Lonely little Darky, who's stories no one reads, likes the silence until she sees. Lonely little Darky, waits in the dark, strung up like beads. Lonely little Darky, sitting on her knees. Ignoring the silence, and singing Beartooth.
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Lonely little Darky, hides behind a mask of smiles, watches from the bushes of joy, plays from behind the glass wall of laughter.
Lonely little Darky, sitting in the shade, drawing on a dagger to use as a ploy, watching for victims.
Lonely little Darky, staring with a smile, watching the little boy, eagerly ushering him closer with the promise of a toy.
Lonely little Darky, covered in blood, beaming with joy and grinning at you. "Guess who's next."
