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07 ноември 2013

The witch

Beware of me! You don't need my wrath spilling all over you. You definitely can't handle my strength and you are far too weak for my rage... So stay away. I am a witch. I deal with magic. I create dangerous potions that can kill or heal. I am powerful, more than you will ever know. I have inherited my skills from ages ago and I am at my best now. I can be kind, generous, merciful... The good witch. But I can be evil, too. Dark. Fatal. Your worst nightmare... You do not want to see that side of me. I can be horribly cruel. I have mastered the art of witchcraft over the centuries. Don't ever dare to threaten me. I am no longer afraid of anything. I have overcome my fears and insecurities. I now know who I am and what I am capable of. I have fought all my battles alone and I survived... My magic is my faith. I no longer tolerate the weak and the feeble. Don't ever stand in my way again with your foolish behavior, your fake feelings or your incorrigible acts. Keep your distance, for my fire can be lethal. I have had enough of idiots, users and losers... Anyone who dared take a shot at me or tried to steal my life away from me is long gone. Don't ask where they are now. Not a friendly place. I have divine protection. Like it or not. I have worked hard to achieve all that I am today and the horror is behind me. The battle was ferocious and the war was epic. This witch survived! So beware... When you gaze deeply into my beautiful green eyes and experience waves of sentiment, look no further. What lies beyond is not for all to see. You could be taking on more than you can handle. You have been warned. I am a lonely ranger. I have been resurrected from the dead and all I have now to remind me of my past is a broom and a few cats. Do not be fooled by appearances! A grand power lies within. Be careful which door you open and what you let out- angels or demons. The witch in me will never die. I may no longer need to cast spells but I can still shout out to the universe and make my voice heard. I can sing out loud and make the clear blue skies open above me... And there shall be healing rain or ashes from above. Whatever you deserve. This witch is beautiful. Make sure you never get to see her ugly side. No one will be able to save you then- from yourself. And my voice will still be heard. Forever and always...

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