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The Curse Backfired

I went to a witch Needed a curse on someone This woman was a crazy b**ch I hated this particular one She asked what curse I wanted performed I told her what my heart desired It was going to be done during a storm For that's what was required I accepted the deal She started mixing the ingredients in the stew Already, a change in myself, I could feel Something bad was going to happen before day was through I couldn't believe this was real No more dealing with these two The witch told me it would take place that night I had to go offer them the stew Do not get uptight Make sure you look happy, too That night I delivered the stew I knew it had been made thick Had to get this curse through I smiled while flicking my bic I sat and watched them eat their meal That change in me, I could feel all of a sudden, too I watched them both get on their knees and kneel I was the one who was cursed because I ate the wrong stew I started to curse them and said You rotten crazy people You should have been dead You think you're safe because you attend a building with a steeple I started to feel my heart burn Like I was on fire They spoke very stern We knew us burning in hell was your desire I started to scream I was dying before their eyes Nothing they could do it seemed Here I was the one, that was cursed and now in hell I would fry My soul was sold to the devil That night I was on my way to hell There the devil was in sight Ringing just for me, hells bells. He said welcome to hell You'll burn here with me You dumb fool, your heart you did sell Now for eternity, here you'll be

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