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The Witches Brew

When your eyes look away she stares a hole into your brain
Pretending to be your friend, though her hatred is corrupt to all who come near
She hates all the world, blames everyone who lives
Witchery is in her blood and she needs a victim to prey upon
The more beautiful you are the more she wants to strip out your veins
You might be pushed down a stair, or ran over by a car, maybe set on fire
Be careful who you.let enter into your life
To get rid of them won't be easy until they have drained all your money
With promises to repay, her fingernails will stab you in the neck
And the witch of a friend will grow younger by each drop of your blood

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Jim "The Lad" ....

nice write! there are warlocks as well if you know what I mean!......................................Jim

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The fish of the sea

Nancy, you went above and beyond with this one. The way you managed to captivate the evil cruelty of the Witch was incredible. Pinned! 5 Stars!

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Nancy Mcgowin

Thanks fish, it was fun in a creepy way
Bezt Wishes
Nancy

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Being Me

Oh I know a few people like this lol x

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