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by deathsXchild Oct 5, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
There she lays Still as the night In her new bed Flower in hand Skin pale as the moon Hair as black as the night sky Crimson stained lips Fragile as porcelain No smile on her face Heart locked in a box No one holds the key This angel died alone deathsXchild
