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Dark, the deepest shade of darkness
Black, obscurely blackened hair Red, the blood that covered her whole. she is that frightening reflection that will haut you forever your dreams will be the nightmares crawling underneath your veins silence, sounds cannot invade this horrific sight Death has showed her colors and your eyes are blind You can see it all, but the pain ignites your private privates she just pulled your balls, twisted them purple and ripped them red your future babies are long gone and your body is still shaking Dark Poetry's her name she goes inside your soul and messes with your mind she rapes little girls, little boys and everyone she can she violates their sacred gods and lets the monsters out you love her because love is red you hate her because hate is black Run, run so she can catch you turn your back and she will immediately stab you twist her knife, let the pain be absorbed Darkness might give you power no use in messing around with Death she will fuck you until you have no more brains Red stains her Black hair and Darkness flows through her body Dark Poetry is what you can imagine she is the one that has you captured
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