Pretty Girls Make Graves (Tyde/Creek)

The year was 1992, it was a week before my birthday.

"I love daisy's and roses!" I say.
"I love daisy's and roses" I said.

I've come to wish myself an unhappy birthday.
It's the most unhappy birthday, it's April 10th 1992, my last. I am the son and heir of a shyness, I am the son and heir of nothing in particular. Shut your mouth, how could you say those things about me? I am a human and I need to be loved just like everybody else.

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The year is 1992, it's a week before my best friend's birthday.

"I love poppies and edelweiss's." I say.
"I love poppies and edelweiss's." I said.

I stole the devil's hands. I've stolen the devil's hands. When they asked if I had did, I lied because you asked me to. From the letters they learned the truth about me, and now you won't see me anymore. I'm still very fond of you even now, in the year of 1999. I can't apologize for my burden, I'm too sick and tired. It's so hot yet cold. I'm still fond of you my scared one, and he has his own scared one. You walk this town still.

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We've come back to live in an abandoned carnival van. A traveling 'freak' show circus. Oh my you've left us flowers all these years on our anniversaries and birthdays. Oh we're still found of you, but it's the late 90s well they accept us now? It was the 80s and early 90s that's why they hated us. Our only sin was not telling you both, that and a written crime we commit to survive.

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Dead men walk upon the town after 7 years, two imps of the same death. These two imps are up to jokes, jokes of life and death, yet they can't forget their past and those they admire.

Or just gay demons and gay people (The Smiths included)
I will likely rewrite this and post that one on AO3 but I am interested oh how people view the story. So like comment don't be shy, maybe request some stuff!