Annabelle

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Arrogance is the key to hell's passage.
Waggling tongues are but a savage.
If hell's the worth of thy rumours.
Nothing can salvage thy life's hours.

Beneath the steps are but a pebbles.
But that stones can prick your nerves.
Satan's tongue is behind your ears.
Sitting, standing, and waiting to nibble.

Strolling on your mind a words of lies,
Keeping on thy body, the snake slithers.
If a doll possesses the spirit of evil,
It must have been you, you she devil!

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I dreamt about it.😫

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