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Winters fingers
Sweat on the ground
Moist all around
Shivering was the witch
Until the mob surround her switch
The crimes untold
As the woman's wrath unfolds
While the flames ignite
to the crowds’ delight
Her screams echo fuelling the mobs hate
While masking their fate as her soul surrounds them
The forest of death has a witches’ breath
With eyes that see through...
Wednesday 24th January 2024 10:07 am
In the pale moonglow
In the pale moonglow when I awoke
somehow shadows seemed the darker
as mantling the land, that soft white cloak
of crystal shine leaves them starker
What cold mystic spell holds fast my hand
what eerie charm doth my fate seal
in darkling night whence daylight is banned
with what ice maid have I to kneel
As my eyes take in my ghost white bride
one last iced tear...
Wednesday 23rd January 2019 2:09 pm
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