Happy Halloween everyone~! ^u^ Back from a long sojourn~! *Tosses Wilson volleyball into closet*

First of all, this story was inspired by a TykixAllen video by Panic! At the Disco I have never seen because of "Copyright Infringement." - This is my attempt to be creative and send my condolences to AMV creators everywhere who get suckered out of all that time and creativity by an ignorant justice system. (Seriously! You might as well "Copyright Infringe" artists for using a specific type of paint or sue a medical company for bringing new insight to recent drugs!)

Ahem. This story is really dark and has character death. Please read with this in mind. (Reviewers get chocolate! Good for flames and flowers~! ^u^)

Credits time~

I do not own D.G-M. Short and sweet~.

I do not own "Ballad of Mona Lisa" by P!atD (This is in bold and italics)

We played our dance perfectly,
Smiles clashing in a maddened dance matched only by our heartbeats.
In the secluded ballroom
Only the daggers clenched in our stomachs cloaked our torrid smiles.

She paints her fingers with a close precision

One, Two, Three

Heavy breaths blanketed by predator's eyes

OneTwo, Three

A knife's breath from our glass shades

OneTwoThree

Constricting fingernails close to being cast over the balcony's edge.
In the maddening heat of each excising second, pleasurable thrills of a dare . . .

A broken doll will only keep breaking.

OneTwoThree!

Oh, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown

Fingers numb from each passing lead,

You know I'd never do this for just anyone.

Feet timed eagerly for that second when the other will misstep . . .

Say what you mean; tell me I'm right

Won't you fall for me? You have always known your place was at my feet.

A slip of the feet in due time,
A second to pull them out from under you
The ruins of time as hands let sterilized hair turn red, smile cracking into torrid gasps.

Chains of ragged Passion for something more . . .

There's nothing wrong with just taste of what you paid for

Awakening as superfluous silk bit and tore

Admit it.

You are a monster, writhing and wanting more.

Oh, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown

Bites, shrieks in cloudy eyes awaiting fate

Let me feel the pain . . .
The only truth in smiles.

Give me a sign, I want to believe

Only for you, I would destroy everything you are;
Leave me in reminiscence of love –

Crimson marking white canvas.

Tonight comatose lover, the taciturn clock shall rend a new order.

'I love you.'

Over you, I would watch your steadfast body, in the sleep of a dissociative clock. The lamplight illuminated your soft cheek, an ashy peach warmed with red.
For a second, I could almost feel a headache as the knots in my stomach are saturated by sadness.

We knew this day would come, and we accepted it in due process.

I hate looking at your corpse.

You said you could handle the consequences, and here you are beneath me.
We wanted this, but were only as sure as our facades.

My time is lost in a pleasured world.

-fin-