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THE CURSE
If you would like to listen to the author read... Sleep, my dearest one, sleep tight, ‘tis only me you dream of tonight. Nothing shall disturb you here, Be not afraid, when I do appear. You shall not recognize me, nor the words I speak to punish thee. Listen to the words I speak, ‘tis naught for the humbled nor the meek. But, we both know who you are. Where you have been and then, just how far You strayed from this heart of mine. I have stirred my blood within your wine. I have written down your name. I have burned your hair within the flame. I turned my back from the smoke, Allowing it to pass, cause you choke... ...on words whispered in her ear, Watch them change to ghouls and disappear. Unable to scream or shout, I have chew them up and spit them out. Salt and shale my circle cast, Grind the blackened coals to hold them fast. Cloaked within the finest sage, Standing naked within, turn the page. Come forth watcher, ...