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Cursed... A poem with a little sprinkle of Dark Magic!

 #curse #dark #sad #poem #sadlife

These days I've been a bit busy with School. With lots of stuff to do I keep slipping the time to write this. Let me show you a list of things I do.





1. Journal.

 

2. Read.

3. Homework.

4. Getting the splits.

5. Learn a 2nd language.

                    6. Coding. 

7. writing.

8. blogging.

 

Poem Break!

I'm going to write about a curse. I hope you enjoy.



 In the misty air,

Darkness cries.

Shimmering in fright,

Magic surrounds.


Powerful and strong,

Dark magic arise.

Don't move, don't play

There's no mercy in those eyes.


You can taste the fear,

In the air.

Smell it, Feel it,

Everywhere.


A cackle sounds,

Toying in the air,

A wave of a wand.

No hearts to spare!


A blast erupts,

Nature cries.

Death open its door,

Time to say goodbye.


One last breath.

One last sight.

darkness swallows,

a life in tight.


One life less,

in the world.

'cuz of a cold heart ,

who's with greed eyes blurred.


Give me feedback! This might be a Prologue for my incoming short story, 'The possession'. Look forward to it!

Dare to be cursed....

 

 

 

 

 

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