Look inside my soul, You would see a ghoul They're just roaming around, Making me no absolute sound.
Death is quite interesting, It's also quite tempting. The idea of not having life, The idea of just wanting to die.
Am I alive or dead? Do I care or do I dread I answer it with all my magic Don't breathe just die."
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This poems is not mine but it caught my interest and forgot where its from Maybe its in my add stories.
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NOTE: I will insert my new story here hope you like reading my stories.
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Lena had always been fascinated by tales of magic and witchcraft, but she had never encountered anything remotely supernatural in her life. That was, until she heard a rumor that said a bunch of witches would do a ritual above the misty mountain on the day of the summer solstice. Lena's curiosity was piqued, and she decided to find out the truth for herself. She packed a small bag with essentials and set out on her journey towards the misty mountain.
The journey was long and treacherous, but Lena persevered, driven by her desire to uncover the truth about the rumored witches and their ritual.
As she approached the mountain, Lena noticed the mist growing thicker and thicker, obscuring her vision. Despite the mist, Lena was determined to find the witches. She climbed higher and higher up the mountain, until she reached a clearing at the top.
There, she saw a group of women gathered around a large fire, chanting and dancing in a circle. Lena watched in awe as the witches performed their ritual, feeling a sense of wonder and excitement that she had never experienced before. Suddenly, Lena felt a strange energy coursing through her body, as if she was being pulled towards the circle of witches. She tried to resist, but the pull was too strong, and before she knew it, Lena was standing in the center of the circle, surrounded by the chanting witches. At first, Lena was terrified. She had always been taught to fear witches and their magic, and the energy coursing through her body was unlike anything she had ever experienced.
But as the witches continued their ritual, Lena began to feel a sense of belonging, as if she had finally found her true place in the world. As the ritual came to an end, Lena felt a sense of sadness wash over her. She didn't want to leave the circle of witches, but she knew she had to return to her mundane life. The witches, however, had other plans. "Welcome to our coven," said the leader of the witches, a woman named Morgana.
