Short story/description
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Thread Topic: Short story/description
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You know nothing of me. Nothing of me.
This phrase rings in your ears.
A knife in hand, a black rose in mouth.
I am the demon of sorrow.
I come and bring relief, but also more poblems.
I'm not worth it, leave me be.
But I love attention, confuse many, and am completely and utterly me.
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I wear a black dress, and have a silver ciclet in my hair.
I am not a friend, I should be an enemy.
But people love me, because I have the soul of a little lost child.
Who cares.Not me.
Sometimes I wana die. But I remember the ones I love..
Pain reminds me of the one I lost...
I can't even look at my cat without thinking..why.
I am the demon of sorrow.
Fear me, watch me bleed.
As I slice the black dagger across my neck.
And the rose gently slips from my grasp.
Fear me.
Watch me burn. -
No one ever commented.lol that amuses me....
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A...maze...ing.
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