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With chants and spells, powders and potions He tells you of his love, his true devotion
Of this I'm sure there is no doubt! And of course you know what I'm talking about. Tis only a game he likes to play, If only I were wise enough to stay away.
Reaper of my heart don't do this to me! To you I know tis but a fantasy.
If by chance we were to meet, Would you hold me near? And make me complete?
Would you take my heart and treasure it near, Close to yours and keep it from there!
Or would you just toss it back into my face, And leave me broken shamefully disgrace!
So Ladies Beware! Take heed of this advice Don't play games with him you just may pay the price.
S.F.Bradley
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