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"The Witch Who Sings"/ Chelsea Stawicki

The brightest star of gold may bring out our happiness,
Who knew that the bright can churn into something cold, among the murkiness.

Walking along the road you may never know,
You might find a friend or foe.

Do you dare to open your eyes or your soul?
Someone or something that is willing to steal,
To the open mind of reading the scroll,
Twist it all to find something to reveal.

She's just in front of you,
Faintly blue.

Under the clear night sky,
She may appear shy.

A silver glow that protects her from the darkness,
Risen from the cold waters and creates a mist,
She is calm but not heartless,
Doesn't mean she might not exist.

I don't just pray,
Faded into gray,
Please don't go away,
She wouldn't betray.

Her whispers tell you "say my name,
There is no shame,
Nothing to blame,
I will be your flame."

Are you willing to follow her into the heavy mist?
Even you would be missed,
But always remember that you will be kissed,
Don't resist.

She doesn't just want to feel loved,
Only to be remembered,
Maybe you may have surrendered.

Her songs are just that beautiful,
Can make your heart feel full.

It may be illusional
So is it believable?

To disappear and be drawn to something so phenomenal?
It could be possible,
Why would I walk away from something so irresistible?
Even if there are no obstacles.

Just remember...

Never listen to a witch who sings.

Even if they are beautiful and lethal.
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