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62. Voodoo

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Published: Aug 4, 2013

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Literature Text

I swore to ignore you

No matter how wicked the deed

To ignore the blood, too

To you I paid little heed.

But now it is enough

Now you crossed the final line

Since you like to play rough

Let's see if you have a spine.

But I won't fight like you

Will not join your little game

'Who knows most slurs to spew?'

(Which can be won by your name).

I dig up the black dirt

But not to prepare your grave

I'm digging up the hurt

Sorrow, pain and grieve you gave.

Until I find the dead

Your closet is crowded with

You hid them here instead

Now from them I take the pith

A small thread I need next

Taking if from your thick cloak

Of manners and respects

For the real you to evoke.

You spit your bitter words

Ranting, hating, insulting

Already one drop hurts

Easy to get this third thing

I need for my new doll

A single hair is all that's left

'Til your acts take their toll

Just one hair, a simple theft.

Needles jammed into limbs
Razors cut open your chest
To show the beating heart
But the ribcage is empty
So you never had one
Already you're dead inside
Spreading misery
Just like others spread the flu

For the

, version 2:
No. 62: Voodoo

Took the recipe from Monkey Island: bone, thread, hair and spit (mixed with some magical voodoo spices)

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creepy... but voodoo should be creepy right? so this is a good one!