Magic (OctPoWriMo2014)-Day 25
Spells, chants, and crystal balls
None of them worked, I tried them all
But you still haven't come back to me
I called on magic
I held my faith
But it's all so tragic
When hope has been erased
The angels said be patient
The voices said be kind
But how can I remain
When you still aren't mine
So I went to the psychic
But her answer, I didn't like it
She said to weigh my options
Then mixed me up a strange concoction
She added indifference with a bit of cynicism
She told me to take a sip and I'll be released from this prison
And here I am completely over you
Now I believe in magic
There's nothing I can't do