Lend me your ear while I call you a fool. You were kissed by a witch one night in the wood, and later insisted your feelings were true. The witchs promise was coming, believing he listened while laughing you flew. Leaves falling red, yellow, brown, all are the same, and the love you have found lay outside in the rain. Washed clean by the water but nursing its pain. The witchs promise was coming, and youre looking elsewhere for your own selfish gain. Keep looking, keep looking for somewhere to be, well, youre wasting your time, theyre not stupid like he is. Meanwhile leaves are still falling, youre too blind to see. You wont find it easy now, its only fair. He was willing to give to you, you didnt care. Youre waiting for more but youve already had your share. The witchs promise is turning, so dont you wait up for him, hes going to be late.
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 00:39:36 +0000
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