The Crone
As the crone cried in pain, the boy ran faster
And with nothing to guide the way, the night felt endless
The tall dark shadow, sedulous in her gaze, advanced closer
As the smell of blood teased her legs, he longed for a safe place to hide
But there was no escaping the witch of the night
And with nothing to guide the way, the night felt endless
The tall dark shadow, sedulous in her gaze, advanced closer
As the smell of blood teased her legs, he longed for a safe place to hide
But there was no escaping the witch of the night
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Writer(s): Edis Sezener
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