You swore little beauty that the tears would never fall. But their coming down f a s t e r than the sun can catch.

Books, rain always falls when she cries, but she never gets that little piece of heaven. Everything that she does is open now.

Nothing to h i d e behind now little heart breaker.

You owned thousands of masks, never once a d i s g u i s e. No more faking, no more pretending. The stage is falling all around you.

Your the only one l e f t.

Drop the act, drop it Hard just like he did your heart. Turning back, oh, no you s t a r t e d and they're not gonna let you go.

Show them all, take their e v e r y t h i n g and toss it back at them. Everything that they gave you, give it back twice as much.

Make them beg. Ignore their pleas.

Your d o n e.

The masks fell to the floor, like every bit of your heart that he left you with.

You swore little girl, but you always b r o k e the rules.


That dress is s i n i s t e r, little heart breaker. Holds you close like every mans eyes.

R e v e n g e is a sweet sugar quill that never ends. You knew he was there, you wanted him to watch.

That satisfaction of taking back what was never really y o u r s.

He'll swear, chanting, repeating, yelling, the words to deaf ears because you gave up listening a long time ago.

No more playing, he cheated but you w o n.

Silence follows, words mixing with the air.

Big wide b r e a t h s, catching the words in your mouth. Rolling them around with your tongue. Tasting the f o r b i d d e n.

Linger only for a m o m e n t, love, or he'll lure you under. P e r f e c t i o n.

Tasting, Biting, Hook and S i n k e r.

To late now, little warrior.


You walked out on a limb that was already b r e a k i n g.

He gave everything back but that one piece. Fighting, tooth and nail, only left you with more s c a r s.

Being a little D e m o n, but that only make him dig up old graves.

Falling, never ending p a i n darkness. Whispering Catch me to blankness. Hoping, no, you've given up on that little p i e c e of faith.

Bracing, waiting but that B A N G never followed. Searching wide eyed. You s e e. First time ,clearly, in years.

Little beauty, little heart breaker, little girl, little warrior, little piece.

Tasting, Biting, Hook and S i n k e r.

Fighting, tooth and nail.

Being a little D e m o n.

For nothing, For Everything.

I've got you little Angel.


An/ This is my first try at this style of writing. Hope I did it well. A review would be nice...