Robbs-Designs

***SPOILER ALERT*** this is about Dexter seasons 5 and 6 so if you haven't been keeping up I recommend that you refrain from continuing. If you haven't read Dexter Morgan (Tonight's the Night) then I also recommend going back and reading that too. After Rita died Things seemed to go dark. A slice on each cheek, No longer leaving my mark. But then I found Fowler, A great kill he would be, Until he used a dart gun, And to sleep he put me. Later I killed him And I thought it was done, But then I'd been seen, Lumen, only one... So I patched her all up And took care of her so, But she told me a story, One I needed to know. "There

Things are quite well, I wish you could see, That the clock has stopped ticking No more you, no more me. The time is unraveled, Like a cloth or some string, And reality is broken, Like when we could sing. Dreams felt realistic, The sky felt so blue, And the day that you died Is the day I died too. But I'm back on the stage Performing this play, Now I'm being played With the words that I say. I'm Silver-tongue Speaking suicide soft, Whispering things That'll make you jump off. Collide with the pavement And stare up at me, I'll be right behind you, In a few moments. You'll see.

You have an attachment to all that you know. You burden your friends with "I'll go where you go" Take back your heart since I've mistreated it so. Putting it in my pocket was a move, oh so low. You'll claim that I hurt you, Point it all at me, But when it comes down to love, I'll be selfish, you see? You once said you won't settle, Even played the game well, And you treated your heart, Like it was just something to sell. Well. Why should I settle? Ambition's a lack, But I have to carry YOUR feelings on the small of MY back? I don't think so. Not once. It's a shame you fooled me. So? The lock to my heart possesses no key. Or maybe