Shes my graveyard baby-devin sola

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I sat by a oak tree by the gates leading into the cemetery. I waited for Devin to arrive. He wanted to visit his grandmothers grave.

He got there holding a dead red rose. "This is for her. Her name was rose." he said.

He's always be fond of her. She was a witch believe it or not. I met her once. A week before she died.

We walked to her grave. We just sat in the silent darkness of the night. The sky as black as death. No life to be found.

Devin looked at me for a moment before kissing me softly.

"What was that for?" I asked in shock.

"I love you." Devin whispered. I smiled. "I love you too."

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