Rotting Rose(4) fake story
And of my zoMbie ridden husband
What became of him?
They don't care,but I do
A shame, I expected them to.
*At my burrial a few days ago*
he stands and stares blankly at the snow,
He licks his bloody teeth, shivering underneath his clothes.
At last my love time has rid me of my disguise engulfed my appearance and closed my eyes leaving me in the ground to decompose with nothing left but a single rose.
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