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UnknoHe did not wear his crimson cloak For roses and blood are red And roses and blood were on his clothes when they found him covered with dread The poor child whom he cared deeply and killed him in his bedUnkno
He walks among the dreams he has In a white coat covered with red A tall lifeless body was on his side And every step was filled with dread But I never saw such a place
Such a place filled with the dead
He does not know that his time is up That he will never see the beautiful red roses that surrounds him like the sea And t


Master of RavensMaster of RavensMaster of Ravens
1 My little brother is nine years old the first time I decide to kill him.
During the night, snow fell over the jagged wreckage of our land. In the morning I realize he will follow me outside if I call to him. Like an awkward-limbed colt he’ll stumble through the snowdrifts, and I can leave him to the ice and wind in the shadow of a three-walled building. No one will see me. Our father will think he has gotten lost on his own. I too will cry when they find his body. When the mourning is done, however, I will be my father's true and only son. ‘Cam,’ he will call to me, and I’
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Sugar! Sugar? Where!? SUGAR! Hyper! Hyper! Sugar!!!
=3. Ch 2 doesnt suck!! I showed my friend your story and she liked it very much!!
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
-Edgar Allan Poe
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
-Edgar Allan Poe
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