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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Other >> ID #1240781  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
a poem
this is gothic poetry
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when i am asleep in my bed wiccan whiches cast spells to curse the night black flames of  dark magic confuse me wile the flames consume me.bats pick at you very flesh as the wiches leeve me hear i remane confused hurt and not knowing of the death i would never know of when im gone.
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