GhostDrifter64

Just smiling so peacefully and holding hands With their mouths sewed shut to hide the fangs I watch them pass with shifty eyes And an echo in my head whispering they had to die Rosemary cheeks like smudges of blood The love I used to see in their eyes I know is just mud I reach toward them and tear them apart I press my fingers to my lips and my nails are so sharp Marie, dear, I push you down the stairs Being careful- can't leave no marks, no tears Drift into a coma and I shudder 'no' But I pull the plug myself and no one knows Two left now- but I'll tear them apart Emma, love, there's violence in my heart Get into the car; we'r