Poems and Tales From Beyond The Yellow Tape 2

A murder so vile,
that words cannot explain.
With so much fear,
and with so much pain.

A gun so cold,
that with just a touch,
you're fingers would burn
so very very much.

A stain so red,
that covers the floor,
with blood still spilling
on it's way out the door.

A killer so cruel
that was never expected.
You can't even look
at the girl unprotected.

A body so lifeless,
that will always be still.
With a dress so beautiful,
and lace for a frill.

A night so horrific
that you'll be able to remember.
You could never forget,
that one night in November.