Cossett's Poems: Witchy Woman

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Witchy Woman

She's a devil in disguise I see it in her eyes Her hair is the blackest color Her lips a crimson red She looks at you and rips your heart open She looks at you and shreds through your safe You can hear her coming far away, the tapping of her shoes a familiar sound, a tapping so particular It spins... Sign in to see full entry.

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