jealousy is a crime.
this i say so ears will hear.
not mine.

she asked if we met again.
like the horrible pain.
i lied and kept silent
oh how i wish i were violent.

under the shadows of the stars
where the new moon slept
we crawled under the covers
and happiness she wept.

tears of joy
from the fear of death girl.
in her red mini dress
in her favourite dress.

she clawed out through the fabric
like clashing nails and glass.
a scream like never before.
a moan before the fall.