You breathe, you try
To poison me
As we creep
Under the almond tree
You dance, you try
To lure me in
Withershins
Round the almond tree
You writhe, you bite
Lay with me
Feed the ground
Mouthfuls of blood
And you sigh
Withering
As we slide
All wide-eyed
Bitter taste
My turn to dance
Braid your spell into my hair
Hollow gaze
The skin fades

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