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Death's LeavesLeaves are falling on the ground, when you hear a dreadful sound. A woman's voice you surely know, and from her throat, screams flow. You search for her, your heart rapidy bleeding and your thoughts a blur. You quicky search the house, as hurriedly as a trapped mouse. You find her sprawled across her bed, lying there, cold and dead.Death's Leaves
Into her coffin she now goes, sitting around her are friends and foes. Death's leaves are falling on her grave, as you walk away acting brave. As you sit there in the dark, you stare at every bloody mark. You've
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Love is a thing only to become
And eternally be...
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