death is like a black rose with thorns
beautiful yet painful
the night sky floods with gray clouds
as the rain begins to fall
my life is shortly ending
as i lie here in my dark mind
the black thorns of death
seem to have pierced my heart
i see my blood slowly fall to the ground
time seems to be going slower
making the pain last longer
my dark lost souls seems to be trapped
by the time that wont keep moving
i watch the darkness cover
and say my last good-byes
to a world that i have hated
as i finally take my last breath
from these black thorns of death

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