The Eloquence of The FallA Poem by Satan's Daughter
Cry tears of blood,
And speak only lies. Drown in your sorrow, And watch as it dies. Feel only nothing. And trust none at all. For this is your life, Prepare for the fall.
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Added on September 23, 2014Last Updated on September 23, 2014 AuthorSatan's DaughterTarturusAbout“I don't damsel well. Distress, I can do. Damseling? Not so much.” -Maximum Ride "There's no monster in the closet, no shadow under your bed. Just the normal whispers, sending darkness.. more..Writing
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