Dahlia
"I can hear Black Dahlia screaming,
I can hear Black Dahlia screaming,
still crying,
she still loves me..."
Dahlia II
"I hear her screams,
her tears taste of nostalgia
the hardest part was to inquire upon her heart
a beautiful depart...
I promised her a black diamond,
the screams,
O, my Black Dahlia;
time was but a distance before your death."
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