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Black Friday
Death is knocking at my door
My soul shall be nevermore
Flowers become black
My soul is a lonely shack
Angels will never return me
I'll only be a memory
Let them know im glad to go
My bodie will be 10 feet below
I live with the shadows
For only heaven knows
Today is my day
Its another black friday
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