Voodoo Machine - Poem by Anita Wisniewska
Trapped help trapped
In your voodoo machine
Oh, so mean
So very mean!
In your twisted lies
The once innocent became
All too wise
By your rejection
Of such once trusting
Pure heart of driven snow withered
Love is dubious and so certain
Something nasty behind the curtain
What a bounteous feast of poison
Let's share it!
Try not to worry!
Oh dear, oh dear
This a very very
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