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Begone you witch

For you've risen

Spirits of past

That which I can't banish

Weak were the spells

I cast in defense

The effect you had

Made me not want to live

Live

Life

Gone

Dead

And born from this pain

Some clarity to existence

And how trusting brings

The noose no resistance

Now each invocation

Conjures my decline

The cycle

And the cosmos

Return us

To the grave

The future

So dismal

Without magick

To be saved

No conjuration

Or wizard

Could help us

To heal the world

Our decisions

Bewitch it

And damn us

To make the world fall

How I welcome

It all.