skeletons in her closet,
the fairy told her to toss it.
the blade into the ocean,
as the waves move in a pleasurable motion.
blood pours from her scared form,
he soul forever she did mourn.

Shadow in the dark,
with that cut in Z mark,
Angel in the sky,
watches the shadow pass by.
Her closet filled from her undesirable crimes,
she smirked at those pleasurable times.

Remembering what caused her to go insane,
is a person she would never name,
As she opened that closet door,
she remembered how this began on the floor,
Blade in her hand,
for once she left the oceans deadly sand,
enemy on the floor,
blood across the door.

She decided not to deal with the pain,
cause of this ignorant girl she went insane.
Skeletons in her closet,
the day she first losted it,
No one wanted to be her friend,
so one by one their lives she did end.