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by The Lady of Shalott Mar 16, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Love is dead, and soon you will be, too! Lock your doors, go and hide somewhere. Do all this and more, I don't care! I'll still find you, you know that I will. I'll get rid of you, too, for I live for the KILL.