Serial killer smile
Hint of sadness
Creeping amongst
The orbital bone
Gleaming iris
With tears running
Down flushed cheeks
Sprinkled in freckles
You are sun kissed
I hate the sun

You say you have a gun
You say it's just for fun
You expect me to run
But I don't run

Serial killer smile
With lips full and soft
Much like your hands
Wrapping around my neck
But you don't squeeze
I still can't breathe
Lip bitten til bleeding
Eyes still but pleading
You are sun kissed
I hate the sun