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CursedTrees are turning dark and dying,As a dark-haired girl walks through;Cursed with the Devil's touch.Walking along a grassy path,The flowers are wilting beneath her feet.She turns around only to findThe forest dark, gray, and dead.Trees are turning dark and dying,As a dark-haired girl walks through.Walking around, her head down,There is no bright light ahead.The forest behind her is disappearing,Nothing but shadow left.Now she realizes that by secluding herself,The forest, her forest, dark, gray and dead.
SnowflakesSleeping, dreamingOf nightmares yet to comeWandering idly,Gently strolling by.Snowflakes fallingAgainst a dark night sky.