Breathing deeply I walk on. Most are afraid to walk such a trecherous path, but to me it is merely apart of life. I find beauty in the darkness. The smell of dead and welting flowers in the air spark my withered senses. The headstones standing quietly all in a row suddenly come to life singing in whispers. They sing of death and the completion of their souls. Its all apart of me, creeping in the dark to hear the tune i crave in daylight to hear. I grow eager at the thought, and I skip throwing all the black roses wrapped with a bow of thorns down to the ground, singing along with the wind and i begin to dance with the old but still sparkling souls. Don't be afraid children when you hear this tune. Death is only apart of life because death you may never escape alive. Dont forget he who hath made you will bring an end to all life with a swift swing of pitch black sun along the horizon of your souls core. Now we shall walk in the path of death together, singing the song once more.
xX_Broken Addiction_Xx Community Member 
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