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When my death is near to come
And my life almost gone
I shall wear black
i wont come back
petals of black roses all around me with
drops of my blood all beside me
and a cut in my wrisk that pours blood
when my death is here you shall hear my final words
"Thanks for the good times'now its time to say good bye.
i dont want to hear you cryin' im already here dyin'...
bye..."

thats how i picture my perfect death..... emo emo emo