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into the graveyard she wonders,



looking at the headstones,



trying to find his name,



its getting draker n darker,



as she wonders father,



into the graveyard,



she lights a candle,



to light her way,



shes finds his grave,



she sits down,



and pulls out a black,



lays it on the grave,



then softly she said,



as u lay here,



in ur grave,



this flower will bring u back,



a crow flys down and looks at her,



it grabs the rose and flys away,



she wounders y,



y did it take the rose,



she begins to get up,



and she walks twoards the gates,



she sees somone sitting there,



darkly cloked he stands up,



and stops her,



he pulls the black rose,



out from under his cloke,



and he said to her,



as u walk here,



in the world of the dead,



this rose will bring u back,



he puts the rose in her hand,



kisses her forehead,



then he wisperd,



i died so that u may live,



so dont cry a tear for me now,



we will meet again,



for ill always protect u,



the cloke falls to the ground,



as the crow let out a cry,



she heard as she walked out ,



my life is over and urs ,



has just begun,



so live it always,



and dont let it fades away?