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I rush outside
And grab me broom
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Whizzing about in skies
Higher than me can reach
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The wind bashes ever so lightly
Yet, me hat fights to stick on
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Those who witness I
Are ever so afraid
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They pray the witch above
Has not already made them her prey
Clock strikes 12.
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Romanticising Sadness
ŞiirSadness deserves recognition and love as much as happiness. - A compilation of original poetry/quotes. - • • • <3 • • • All content displayed is fictional and based on my own ideas and imagination, any similarities with other stories...
