At the end of a day

Those inhibitions are likely to kill you and you’ll never know, will you? One in the eye and a Cyclops passed by, but pay him no heed you can have what you need you have only to let yourself go. Don’t ask me what this means, I only write it’s the ink that thinks for…

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What I don’t know

You know that they can take you all call you when they wanna call and yet you think you’re in control of things…

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A fortune awaits

The travel back there to get home and to share the afternoon with my lady. It was a hard day a bread and dripping or a lard day but days like this come and go it won’t be remembered, but the afternoon will and the evening spent under the light of the moon will because…

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Spell

Witchcraftery, black cat and broomstick, strange that they follow me…

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