Poems by The Fallen Angel (David Strife)

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  • Daimon (1)

    I am called hundreds of names...
    traitor, wuss, warlock, demon...

  • Why does this always happen?
    i just wanna die from sorrow...

  • When we broke up, i was crushed.
    i had lost love yet again...

  • Finally i found her.
    she was so beautiful...

  • "NO!" he screamed.
    as she cutted the sixth mark on her wrists...

  • Heard a bird, flying in the sky.
    for if you recall, that's all a lie...

  • The evil house.
    the terrific church of hell...

  • The evil, of love is always desired by those who...
    but if that is, you must never go into the trap of...

  • Why do i have to walk in eternal doubt and despear...
    why can't i thrust love in the air...

  • A unique soul, is one without sorrow.
    such thing don't exist anymore, for only the...

  • Every poet is a man marked for eternity.
    born, to die a very painful death...

  • The black mage, of all words, is the poet, but i...
    i can't see any reason, nor a explanation...