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Sep 2012
Slowly comes the crashing doom
As the gentle petals darkly fell
Slowly comes the crashing doom
As the sun sets in frosty silence
Slowly comes the crashing doom
As the whistling wind blows through the deserted city
Slowly comes the crashing doom
All dreams are broken. Hope is lost.
Katherine
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