The Witch's Favorite Game

The game is to see if the spell will last till both our flesh is blue
The witch does brew that fatal stew
Have we yet to meet or are you already woven into my fabric?
Down that tunnel will you follow my crimson rabbit?

For love is the most deadly poison that we binge like cheap wine
The game is to see if the spell will last till both our flesh is blue
I see you brought flowers, leave your offering at my shrine
The witch does brew that fatal stew

The witch does brew that fatal stew
Down that tunnel will you follow my crimson rabbit?
Have we yet to meet or are you already woven into my fabric?
The game is to see if the spell will last till both our flesh is blue
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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