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The Number Twelve Looks Like You – Document. Grace Budd lyrics
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I took her to an empty house in westchester I had already picked up.
When we got there I told her to wait 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 peices so I could take my meat to my room, cook
And eat it.
Sweet and tender her ass roasted in the oven
It took me nine days to eat her entire body.
I did not fuck her.
Though I could have as I wished.
She died a virgin.
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