Black Magic
Broken hearts are locked in a drawer.
Is there a secret about letting go?
When mind is tormented every night,
His presence comes back every time.
A secret potion of moving on.
A spell that won’t leave any scar.
One chug should be strong enough
Erase the magic that creeps in mind.
There’s a spice of forgetting past
A recipe in bowl that would last
Taste and sip the secret potion
Called black magic in a bottle.
All heartaches will be gone
Will you still take time to let go?
Here’s the answer of moving on!
Knock it down in an affordable price.
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