A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the rhyme,
ChocolatTrust her; we girls are two sheets short of psycho when it comes to our special little time.
Forever BlackGive life long enough and it will solve all your problems, including the one of being alive.
Fishing the Sloe-Black RiverI sold my elegant blackness to all those childhood ghosts and now they pay me for it.
God Help the ChildHe was a phoenix of blood, rising from the ashes of those who had fallen and suffered before him.
Black Beast