When I die don't mourn for me In darkest black, wear only white White is pure, the purity of death White is clean, cleansed of life White is nothing, the hope of Heaven White is cold, like the abyss of Hell White is the heat of a nuclear kiss White is the perfection of eternal oblivion Colors brought noise, chaos, and confusion White brings only the silent end.
Reason for writing:
wanted to see what people thought of it
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