Venus floated into the room on a perfumed zephyr...
Thrust into a breathless storm, this princess...
A tingling sensation rolls off my spine.
Knowing that you no longer will be mine...
No where near passionate life or the fateful dead
Not able to feel any bliss or a trace of dread...
Withdrawal...
The eyes are all upon my soul...
Stars of flame
Descended upon us...
Lost in silence
It seems like I've got a curse...
Here it comes, her end has arrived,
disturbed thoughts echoing in her mind...
Beware the stare of Mary Shaw
She had no children only dolls...
I'm sorry to inform you
Dearest friends and guests...
There is a boy who swings in the park,
Every single day...
Dripping, red and true,
Sweet and sticky lust...
Cutting is the only pain I can control,
When I cut, it feels like all my problems leave...