Black Rose

Sadness flows through the room. Death escapes the last breathes. Stillness envelopes the lonely heart, preying the love around, drifting to a different plain of existence. The aftermath, it reaches in and devours the last sane thought as tears cascade to oblivion. In the corner the body lays there; cold and broken, no dreams left …

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