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11:13 p.m. || 2004-03-04 | ++++++++++ Spatters of scarlet blood.. A flicker of sick colours +++ Amongst the endless field of grey. +++ Nodding rotten heads, empty.. Glimmering with halting, graceful motion +++ Amidst the stillness and nothing. +++ Acidic rainwater.. pitter patter.. Gently sadistic music� +++ Sedative for these broken souls. +++ Dead roses stretch for miles.. Dried and mouldy and withered. +++ Painted technicolour red� +++ Outcast to life�Yet not allowed to rest. Beautiful even so dead and uneasy.. +++ Lovely even sprinkled in blood.. Field of dead roses� +++ Where will you go when you are dead? ++++++++++
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