Submissions by LucidFever69

Tiny bubbles before my eye. Each one will make you cry.
This one holds a world no longer green, that one is no longer a dream.
Two more fly by, full of rage ,
Hey !!theres one of us ,animals in a cage!
The wind blows free , how many more can we see?
One of death , one full of greed, one of a child in desperate need.
One malformed in a constant breeze ,
Three that are full of things to make you sneeze.
Twelve more float by , grey and black full of disease!
I wonder if I look , will I find things no longer allowed in book or things you can no longer cook !...

On the second full moon of the month.
The table was laid with 3 candles lit in order.
A shot of rum , a piece of bread , a mark of gold
lain next to these in offering .
The bowl centered . A knife sharpened true.
The watcher is called, the altar prepared.
Add into the bowl a mixture.
A lock of hair , a drop of blood , pictures , memories , and emotions.
To fuel this spell that time will never quell .
Words of power , said aloud in the night !
Your heart shall fall to pieces , never to be . never to see a love that will ever matter.
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