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Voodoo Doll


The doll,
The powerful voodoo doll.
It has it's spell on me.

The demons from hell,
I'm under their spell,
Made possible by
This horrendous voodoo doll.

I bash my head,
Out comes red,
Because of this voodoo doll.

I want it to end,
I don't want to spend
The rest of my life
With this hideous voodoo doll.

Finally my fight,
Is over tonight,
I am finally free,
From the monster that isn't really me,
Known as,
The awful voodoo doll.

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