Mommy´s little nightmare

She put her hair up into little curls, taking extra care this night.
Tucked in the ribbons, pulled out the wisps, to make everything just right.
She painted her nails blood blood red, and powdered her face a pale pale white.
She curled her long lashes and plucked her brows, her eyes sparkling with delight.
Her dress fit perfectly, and in all the right places, it was tight. She wore her mother's pantyhose, she certainly was a sight.
Her pearls were on, her playclothes gone, and so she turned out the light.
?She went into the bathroom, noticing how pretty she looked tonight.
Just like her mommy always looked, just like her mommy liked.

And just like her mommy, she picked up a knife, slashed her wrists, and took her life.