R.I.P Anne

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Eyes burning of hatred
It was the look from someone who did not wish you well
“Maybe she is a whore in disguise who copulates with Lucifer?”
Tittle tattle in the village
“And her child is a bastard who should also be thrown at the stake”
“Damn witch hussy with the fat cow!”

The day has begun
It was the look from someone who did not want you to get anywhere
Dangerous to go out in medieval times
Safer to stay inside
The rabbitboiler nextdoor says you have been warned
Im going to contact the landlord

She fled into the forest in the afternoon
“The wolves will guard me at night”
“I will be alright”
“The wolves will watch over me when I sleep”
“No need to be afraid”
“No need to weep”
“I must try and get some sleep”

Eyes burning of hatred
It was the look from someone who wished to see less of you
The look from someone who wanted to see you burn down
until you are only ashes but hopes that you might resurrect
so that you can burn down again and again
and be tortured in the purgatory for all eternity

“I give you my blood in exchange for a wish holy mother Mary
Peace in my soul and keep the children of Lucifer away from me”

If looks could kill she became 28 years old
R.I.P Anne

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