AInd it drips down my limbs smelling just like regret.A watch the blood pool, then rise over the depth
Ind my eyes roam across the white I see within.
take the blade and it splits through my skin
Testing my lips against the beat of it and wondering how best to mark you; wanting the press my teeth there and leave the imprint as hallmark of whose name repeats in your mind.
I need more of the creepy/horrifying part of PHM. Even if you set aside the very fact that the sun is dying and that Grace ends up alone in space (and thatโs a separate horror for me), you can focus on the fact that they (he and Rocky) must be quite frightening to each other.