Silent Violence!

Lips made of venom,
Eyes made of glass.
We wander through our teenage years,
But its all just time to pass.

If love is a razorblade,
I will be the wrist it cuts.
You say your heart quit beating,
But ive been trapped in here for months.

Moonlight glowing skin,
As pale as the stars.
We're as sickly as ever,
And still covered in scars.

Our pages keep on turning,
This story has no end.
We'll dance across these pages,
'Til our bones break and bend.