The girl in the corner,
Has monsters in her pocket.
Her eyes are dark ,
Shrouded with feathers.
She breathes so quietly ,
You'd barely notice .
She's watching you...
Don't react!
Sometimes she smiles.
And you see the glint in her eye.
The flash of crazy
That you've been warned about.
She moves perfectly
As she glides on shattered floors.
Like the hearts she left in the dust.
She stops.
And looks you in the eye.
And your breath catches.