Wicked Witch

Wicked Witch

Wicked Witch

How dare you to manage my own desire!
How dare you to tell me love’s only a fire!
That burns up all innocent traits!
That engulfs and inflames lost souls at the gate!

My love is not quite as dark as you say
And it is my own heart that I must obey
You carry a torch so to burn me at stake
But I’m not the wicked witch, that part I’ll not fake

For you to throw water right at me
What’s a matter? Not melting? I guess I’m not she
So now you will try a wood stake for my heart?
Again, I don’t die nor am I ripped apart

You see there’s a reason why we are all here
So go ahead, lop off my locks with your shears!
‘Cuz I do not care for these games behind my back
My faith is real strong, but I think yours does lack!

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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