Protect the minds of witches
keep the little secrets
as they can grant you wishes
a feast gathered at the banquets
skulls, teeth, and stitches
a potion for lost regrets
rest my hat and i will see you in your ditches

Burnt Snow

I want to eat your dreams
soft whispers of iron
the night will be maiden

Burnt Snow

soft dreams of hair
they keep me there
awful stares
that sit there
and glare
the thought is unfair
but memories care
and until you share
your soul will scare
ill sit
and die in a chair

Burnt Snow

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lost wishes and smooth sailing

flows of sky that keep you high

we dont need the light

i can see at night



Burnt Snow

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I HUNT THE LIVING AND HANG WITH THE DEAD

BURNT SNOW

SHES PRETTIER WHEN SHE CRIES

its bitzy spider
went up the hateful route
then came the piss
and washed his bowls out
all alone in the world made a hopeful wish
no response left him with a seemingly empty dish
slide down the life end up in a ditch
never really cared
all he ever wanted was a sincerely given kiss
but nothing was granted as he knew he lost his miss
i will never be here again
my last words will be left , written with a pen.

BURNT SNOW

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the riddle did not work
sat there and i smurked
laugh and shrugged my shoulder
but my solitude struck me with a boulder
drop your smile
you wont have it for awhile
false joys of comfort
this pain is gonna be a tough one
hopeless shimmer in the eye
a simple statement to learn goodbyes
left me for awhile
rotten dreams unfilled with denile
strike me once i made it through
the second time it wont be good

BURNT SNOW

I WILL WALK YOU HOME

YOU WONT BE ALONE

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