The Spell Poem by David Jericho
The Spell
When I think to myself this world is ugly
When I trick myself and pretend it's nothing
If you hide yourself, and let everything go
Would you let find you and let you know
That everytime I look in your eyes and see you fade
It's like your under a spell that you can't break
You tried and tried and finally gave in
You lied and lied and that is a sin
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