Sonnet #5

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Something Wicca this way comes to meet me

A witchy woman I have come to be

The brave lion has lost his mighty roar

For he had sensed the craft that's in my core

The gates of heaven would not let me in

For I did not repent my very sin

Stood in front of a mirror till it cracked

The light of day with innocence attacked

The brewing evil that consumed my soul

Like invisible insects in me crawled

And sucked the dirty blood between my veins

Galloped wildly like a horse without reigns

The immense pain was more than I could bear

All I could do was at heaven's gates stare


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