Cold light reigned over the motionless room.
She was always, softly spoken.
Where the misbehaved daughter met her doom.
Shiny teeth, a winning token.
Motionlessly she lay on the bed side.
Silver chain, links all broken.
The sheets gave no trace of her one intention.
No blood betrayed her body,
tightly coiled around her neck.
For her desires she preened.
Her admirer was not what he seemed.
Now counting best, her misadventure resting.
Sorrow pours from her mother
Enter the police for forensic testing.
