around her neck was a locket of sin hiding the contents of the chemicals she lived on his finger was a ring full of poison he d lift it to his face for the happiness within they claimed they were both lovers but they were using to be used what s mine could be yours but it ain t gonna come for free losing weight frail with grey skin they stayed inside a motel until the river had run dry in a rage withdrawing from his world he sold her on the street and she was never seen again