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FallenInTorment Jan 2014
When love becomes first,
Everything else becomes last.
When she becomes a priority,
she becomes the only one.
When you see her smile you see the world.
When cause her laugh,
you brighten her soul.
When you touch her heart,
You earn her trust.  
When you realize you need her,
You find peace and perfection.

When everything else becomes first,
Love becomes last.
When she isn't the only one,
everything but her is a priority.
When you look at the world,
her smile fades.
When you cause her tears,
You crush her soul
When you betray her trust,
you break her heart.
When you deny that you want her,
You **** up love and direction.
FallenInTorment Nov 2013
There is nothing in this cold sadistic world to hold my ground.
Each whim of fate becomes as thin as thread,
as empty as hope.
What is hope anymore?
Every indentation of a lost cause.
What is there left to believe in,
When you are unsure of what you can achieve to believe?
As frail as a snowflake,
Our world slowly shall perish.
FallenInTorment Aug 2013
I want to die.
I want the feeling of the razor blades
across my skin,
and the essence of fresh blood in the air.
That is what truly makes me happy.
The only thing in this world
I can depend on is that razor.
FallenInTorment Aug 2013
Dead in that corner. No blood left to drain. Destroyed by depression, and writhered in pain.
         No life left to Break,
     No more tears to be Cried,
     Not another smile to Fake,
      Razors became stained
                With Suicide,
         Another young heart
                   has Died,
       Too scarred to Survive.
FallenInTorment Jun 2013
The glow of the dead rings with delight,
The skin of the corpses, cold and white.
Along with the innocent, the dead must fall.
Fatal to our darkest hour.
****** becomes the horizon.
FallenInTorment Jun 2013
She is scared.
She is afraid.
All she does is cry, behind his eyes.
All she craves is love,
but under his skin he is not what he seems,
but devilish thoughts overwhelm his soul,
he uses her to his advantage
and shall throw her to the side,
once finished.
FallenInTorment Jun 2013
If a creature
from hollow ground
should wake,
a torment of the devil
shall quake.
In two's the angel's fall
to Earth,
with the slip
of God's hand
and pretenders they will be.
Among humans,
shall they sleep.
And protect the lost souls
before they drown
themselves
in the lakes
of Satan's flames.
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