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WICKED SPELLS
Born too early
Prematurely extracted from your cocoon
So fragile tiny
Far far too soon
Under your covers
Snugly enfolded your light permeating the room
So bonny so sunny
Safeguarded in your newly gilded womb
She swathed you in a rigid mantle
Slowly crushing your kernel
Oh God Oh Lord
Oh God what could what could you do
She still tells herself it’s for the best
Still seeing you the way she dressed you
Still sees you as her tiny baby
Flimsy delicate lady
Oh neither of you realise
You’re blotting out the light outside
Excluding everybody everything
Constricting excluding
Stifling embroiled in your misery your solitary strife
Well each in our own way we tried
To coax you coax you out of your shell
Oh we could see that you were burning
We could not break those wicked wicked spells
Oh God
Oh God
Oh God Oh Lord
Oh Lord why couldn’t you tell
Oh God Oh Lord
Damn and curse those wicked wicked spells
Oh neither of you realise
You’re blotting out the light outside
Excluding everybody everything
Constricting excluding
Stifling embroiled in your misery your solitary strife
The gossip the lies
Over which you preside are all the succour you can find
So bitter shrivelled
The fruit that still clings to
Clings to the vine
She swathed you in a rigid mantle
Slowly crushing your kernel
Oh God Oh Lord
Oh God what could you do
Swathed in that mantle
Rigid kernel
Oh God
Oh Lord what could you do
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