The Kid Who Captured Our Hearts

by illimitableoceanofinexplicability

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He did, in a most villainous manner, abscond with the organ associated with emotion and reason, and ill treat it in various ways too numerous to mention here.

However, we cannot ignore,

nor should we forgive

That face!

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boy with dollwhere wilt thou find a cavern dark enough to mask thy monstrous visage?

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Only those not blessed by children of their own, maybe those only having, from the safety of their automobiles, the briefest of glimpses of these little demons pacing back and forth on the playgrounds listless, dirty faced and drooling. Locked away behind the “schools” high fences, the chain link festooned with warning signs forbidding tobacco and firearms though everyone is already well aware of how these creatures crave them like the most foul fiend one could come across on any street in the most wretched of modern Babylons, or, all the more frighteningly, one may witness them within closer proximity in any indoor shopping mall where they can shop in safety free from any direct and dangerous contact thanks to the strong nylon leashes which bind the monsters to their mothers. Only those so blessed could remain truly ignorant of the malevolence behind those child like features. Oh, and so should it be. So should it be that the truth of it is kept from most while the reality of this devil, and all those devils is left to we few, we unhappy few.

And what of the doll he holds up, seemingly proud of his possession, but just as easily imagined to be madly sicking this homunculus upon us, crafted by evil arts undreamt, in order to infect us with a withering disease or to destroy our very souls. Did this doll (if that be truly all it is) come crawling out from some vile cinematic creation filled with others just like it, every syllable belching forth from their mouths selling jello or cereal, and in general mesmerizing the mind numbed, only then to be made miniature for to keep constant watch upon, and assert continuous control over these vacant eyed, prescription drug filed munchkins? Probably.

I cannot stand it another moment! Away with this beastie with a bowl cut and his creepy friend as well. May the memory of them be wiped from my mind, and not stay quiet and hidden until I descend into dreams where they would surely wield unspeakable evils against me.

So let it be written, so let it be done

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