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| Deomis |
One shot had stopped the screams That once issued from her mouth. Her lips, now blood red, Are frozen forever, in time. Now she lies there Cold and still, a pale manikin. Fire and Ice was what she was A fragile soul of tissue paper. They're putting her body down Deep into the barren earth Covering, hiding the facts They won't face the truth. 6 feet under now she lies The cold rains beat upon her bed And the roses are but thorns Soaking up the blood that stains her. |
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