Scratching
Screeching
Scheming

Hellish boys trimming their blades
Sliced by nights eyes

Callous carefulness

Calamity in the Mystics eyes  intricitley cutting silver pences
Crying their breach

Rubble toes and hardened minds
The kind one can't contain

Blaring the shrieks of a litten mouse
Holding up high
Flying high
Can not find stable ground

Hellish girls grinding their teeth
Strapping their ties
High and tight
Grading their hearts

They both want to
To be carelessly bad, free and rash  

Terribly so,

So much so - without a cause