At the bottom of the quarry

On the blood stained rocks

Lies a golden fragile angel

No shoes and no socks

Crumpled on the stones

Her gentle skin now grey

This is where the monster

tossed her dreams away

A red shoe in the water

Floating down the stream

Dress and throat jaggedly torn

Both ripped at the seems

Tears to fill an ocean

Couldnt wash the blood away

And though my mother tried

My sisters blood stones still there lay