Out on the street the vampire walked.
The woman saw and fallowed...

As I watch all these teenagers gather to school...
Girls crying over guys they claimed to love, but...

Evil.
It's such a plain word...

It's all too familiar.
Little pieces out of order...

There is a place across my field.
A place where I go to clear my senses...

I watch you out the window.
Beautiful Boy...

Mix ginger ail and morphine.
The pills are comforting in my hand...

I lean against you and whisper this.
Tears and pain in my single kiss...

Wilt away in sour wine.
Build life without a line...

The door slowly opens but no one's there.
My ghostly brother plays jokes to scare...

Under the trees in our hammock we used to sit.
Holding hands, it wasn't always about touching...