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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 9:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 1:16 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 1:28 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 1:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2012 11:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 11:15 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 11:20 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 4:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 7:13 pm
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My Blood is the color of a sinful Rose.....
Warmth, that was the last thing I remember, a burning heat that raged inside my chest. Along my body was scars of pain. I wanted to close my eyes, and sleep, no-one saw me, no-one heard me.
I woke up to a crashing and roaring noise. Everything was blurry from sight, noise was impossible to comprehend, the only smell was the puddle of blood I laid in. The pain didn't hurt anymore, but I felt a burning heat along my arms. Could I be healing? Was this some adrenaline? I tried to push myself upwards and wipe my face of the blood. It didn't matter anyways, but I continued to walk the halls until I found an exit. This didn't happen here, all I left behind was a bloody puddle. I am gone.
...That Rose is stained black with death....
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