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burn at the stake
long was the era of witches
yet one was standing in front of me
her eyes as brown as the muddy earth
yet captivating as the devotees' plea.
she controls my mind and heart
and lets me feel surges upon surges
of emotions, of love, of betrayal...
yet one was standing in front of me
her eyes as brown as the muddy earth
yet captivating as the devotees' plea.
she controls my mind and heart
and lets me feel surges upon surges
of emotions, of love, of betrayal...
