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Her heart was black.

All she know was the dark.

So unhappy with her face.

She was bullied, and everyone was on her case.

She had a really dark soul.

Her thought's was so cold.

She wachted other that has love.

All she had was the dark sky above.

Her heart was so dark.

All her roses wre only black.

She cancer and died.

Has she suffered and cried.

Wondering she died alone.

With only her sad lonley soul.