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Down underground with no one around lie sleep the silent dead.
They don't know why they had to die I am sure they would love to be anywhere else instead.
But when your time comes there's nowhere to run in the end it is just the same, alone under ground with no one around wishing the Reaper never came.
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Malena Lopez
Malena Lopez is fascinated with art, writing, reading horror, paranormal, and things that go bump in the night. Mrs. Lopez is an entrepreneur voice-over artist, and freelance writer on sites such as HitRecord, ACX, and now Vocal.
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