The Witch

December 29, 2012
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The ground is red wherever you tread
Shrouded in Darkness
The moon is bleeding
Makes your soul fill up with dread
Two bone hands will snatch you up
Or stalk you til you just give up
Ice makes up your tears
As she shrieks
Your heart gives out
You lay paralyzed on the ground
As she marks you with an "X"
And as you suffer, you whisper
"Oh Lord in Heaven, please,
Teach me how to die"

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