Black-the colour of her hair
Green-the colour of her leer
Red-the colour of her lips
Kissed times only six
White-the colour of her skin
That made me do this sin.
Now you are dead
But not with a hole in your head
I was really happy watching you
In your own blood lying
With one word dying.
But now everything is over
I take a rose and cover
The face I loved.
I know you won`t be forgotten
Until my flesh begins to rotten.
This one was the first one that I wrote.Here you can find more pieces of writting.Enjoy yourself!
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