Here I sit in thoughts all are you
My ingredients make a Devil's Stew
No cook or Crocker, this is True
Coal black caldron, Indigo hue
My Kept Still Keeps...
My Truth's still True
No eye of nuet, nor Fish sun su
Abstracts sour this Witch's brew
Stirred my Triumph getting Ov'er you
Just like that, the Devil knew!
Appeared before me in nothing "To Do"
A different vessel for this Witch's pour!
Devil I seek an Alternate store-
A witch's which a Knew no more Tongue's vile taste in haste born clues
Empty voids and 'Nothing new's
Like
A Magic Trick -or-
I Owe You
The Devil made me do it! The Devil's due
Measured vessel prepared for you with heaping spoon's of Devil's Stew
So it Tis!
To Come it was...
Our Flame lit Fuse
My Twin Flame Devil
My Mystic Muse
Our Flame Fire Forged
One Wicked Tune
Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 9:40 AM UTC
Here I sit in thoughts all are you
My ingredients make a Devil's Stew
No cook or Crocker, this is True
Coal black caldron, Indigo hue
My Kept Still Keeps...
My Truth's still True
No eye of nuet, nor Fish sun su
Abstracts sour this Witch's brew
Stirred my Triumph getting Ov'er you
Just like that, the Devil knew!
Appeared before me in nothing "To Do"
A different vessel for this Witch's pour!
Devil I seek an Alternate store-
A witch's which a Knew no more Tongue's vile taste in haste born clues
Empty voids and 'Nothing new's
Like
A Magic Trick -or-
I Owe You
The Devil made me do it! The Devil's due
Measured vessel prepared for you with heaping spoon's of Devil's Stew
So it Tis!
To Come it was...
Our Flame lit Fuse
My Twin Flame Devil
My Mystic Muse
Our Flame Fire Forged
One Wicked Tune
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