Black Roses, Black death

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I wake up,
black is everywhere.
Black roses, black walls and cailings, and even black...DEATH.
Noone's happy.
Noone's there to spark the flame of life, although it seems hopeless, but
I'm very, very happy.
With my buddies,
in the underworld,
killing people by the day




-GhostGirl 13





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