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Voodoo Spell

My best mate went to see a voodoo Dr.
he wished upon a voodoo spell
I went to the cemetery to visit his grave
i was searching high and low until
i found my mates head stone.
I smoked a joint and blew the frost
off a couple cold ones.
I dug up my mates grave only to find
it filled with filthy worms and
decaying human flesh.
I sat back and blew a joint i heard
my mate say don't stand over my grave
and weep i am not their.
I looked up saw my mate looking like
a zombie what a mess.
I always knew my mate had a thing
for sweet smelling blood.
But this was over the top
my mate had no life in his eyes
i touch his skin it was cold as ice
I believe he sold his soul.
will my mate be walking the earth
forever? like a vampire?
or will he be feasting on the bones
of the dead.
Beware of voodoo spells................
Written by poetbradley
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