My dear little demons,
My nasty life-long friends,
Let's gather for a party
And look at how it ends .
The sky will crumble falling,
The wind will blow away
Not everything I mean to
But everything I say.
Let's party on the ruins!
And spitting bitter wine
I'll wave goodbye to human,
This better part of mine.
And have you seen me ever
So happy and so free
As when I step all over
The better part of me?
Of How I Became a Witch
© Copyright: Ольга Выговская, 2015
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