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   Just got back from vacation so therefore i have two new ones.

The dark cloak of death
Followed her every step
The crimson in the night
Was her life force
She hated her exsitance
But it was her only option
Other than that of her victims

The offer had seemed so glamorious
The chance at immortaity
She despised death
Accepted destiny from a pale man
The hunger in the symptom
Of the addictive destruction

Be warned
Nothing comes with a price
This dispisment of life
She must pay
Till the end of the world

Not a star shined
That dreary night
The men came marching
Right up to the door
The awoke her from a nightmare
So she could start another
Her fiance dragger her outside
The torches casted eiry shadows
About Angelica's face
Three classmates stood
With crosses around their necks
They chanted prayers
Angelica stood in exhausted confusion
Not knowing why they stood in the cold
Under frozen eyes
That pierced to her bones
There was a ounce of terror in all their faces
The mayor stepped forward
He held an old scroll
Slowly he opened it was a slight rustle
Read the charges against her
No one look at her
As she was accused of witchcraft
No one but the three girls
Who smiled with pride
The mayor tried to comfort her
As she was led to the tiny cell
She'd get a trial
Her innocence would be shown
These were just formalities he assured
With those words
She kept her sanity
Up to the trial
The prosucution
Had but three witnesses
Her classmates
The accusers
The court room all gaspesed
As a story of curses
Was told by the first
Men cried
As the second told of gruseom animal sacrifices
The third was worst
Children and women fled
Angelica had killed her little sister
An virgin sacrfice
Everyone knew it was all fiction
Imaginitive stories
But when the defense asked for witnesses
No one would stand
Only word to be heard was witch
She cried & looked ot her friends
Wondering why they condemed her to death
The only thing she had done
Was refused to help them cheat
She was lead back
For a last mean
All night she prayed
The dawn cam
The sun hide behind the clouds
She stood up straight as the bound her
She recieted sweet poetry of hope
Knew there was some place better waiting for her
Her fiance stood with a torch
Begging for a confession
She just kept reciting bible verses
Until the scream and death
Angelica was just the victim
Of teenage revenge in Salem


-Jessica-

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From dust2starz@hotmail.com  Tue Oct 27 17:11:57 1998