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My Grandmother is More Goth than You—and She’s DEAD!

 
 
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06:17 / 29.08.03
The brightest ray
A hurtled burning bolt
Pitched by the brilliant Sun
Shall pierce my still heart not.
It lies entombed
In cold ground
Tormented and broken
My wretched soul weeps.