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End

Sky is black, black as the night
Roses are red, red as the blood

No more life,
gone forever

[i]Every plant,
every animal,
every human being,...
exstinct.

[i]No more life,
life is no more.

World is black,
black is my soul
[i]
Looking through
my small
bedroom window,
trying to locate
a living soul.

[i]There is a tree,
in middle of the road
and bones around it
to represent all those
who are no more,
and no longer
with us
to spread the joy.

[i]I only wish,
for my
soul to go,
since my soul
is the last one,
in this
cruel world.[/i][/i][/i]
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