Tragic.

The innocence, rings soundlessly from her eyes.
The tragic death, the murder we all despise.
Such a fragile life, stolen with pain and tears.
She was too young to die, the killer proved right her fears.

The deep blue eyes, filled with horror and scared emotions.
He took her away from us, took her with deathly notions.
He's a lifetaker, running around unknown.
The childlike victim, was the one he took his own.
The blue eyes, the blonde curls, never to be seen again.
He better give up, justice will be served, we will win.

The frozen smile, plastered on her cold face.
The memory she, leaves in her late life's place.
The tiny child, broken beyond repair.
Laying still as can be, a face of beauty much to rare.

Gaping in wonder, at the glorious dead little girl.
Something unreal, about the face she left this world.
The man who took this sweet innocence, will pay his right to her.
A crime uncomparable, he won't be free to much longer.
The blue eyes and the blonde curls, never to be seen again.
He better give up, justice will be served, we will win.

The cold, damp Earth, awaits the cold, dead girl.
Tear stained faces, watching her leave this world.
Death row awaits, the death causing criminal.
No more tears, he got what he deserved.