made pale by putrid light and shadow your face reminds me of the dead just a little less beautiful with twice the rot i guess i m seeing through that facade of yours a little more makeup should hide that scar you are perhaps the worst of all frauds a lie from the inside out and back again if only you were dead save me the trouble my sweet angel and quit while you are ahead one more wrong step and you re in for the fall of a lifetime landing far below where i once held you all alone in the dark and steeped in horror this is the truest you have ever been