The Old Women Behind the Poison Apple

Give me one bite so I can end it all, please someone set me free. Life equals tragity. Mke me no longer feel the sun that curses or blinds. I feel temtation taking over and I so badly want to fallow. Mark my words feel my soul.

She lies dead and lifeless, I want her sickness. It was given to her by the old women behind the poison apple. I've had to suffer I can't take anymore. Just rape and take it all away from me, they fought just to keep that alive,but her sickness coul take that away.

One kiss can spread her disease to me.

One kiss could set me free.