Graveyard Symphony (On-Going)
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Wearing my favorite black suit with my masquerade as I go and kill some teenage girls.
Black as the dark sky right now.
I strum my guitar as I produced that sound.
A sound of death calling for me again.
A scary yet tragic melodies is produced right now.
Calling for me to kill another of my suspects.
A suspects that had been connected somewhat in my past.
Connected but now its already broken.
Broken because i prefer to choose what I am right now.
When they heard the sound that has been produced by my guitar they cry.
Cry like theres no tomorrow.
Hoping that tomorrow that they would still be alive but not.
I've been making this calculations perfectly for almost a year.
Every single drop of this little liquid is dangerous.
Dangerous because it can cause a big problem, virus, and death to all human beings.
And once I hacked some personal informations about you.
Theres no turning back.
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