Category Archives: Hoodoo
That old black magic…..
Oh, there is voodoo in your words, and your wrists tell jingle-jangle of shiny metal bangles, of gold and silver found in sun-shy caves. Out of the gaze of your dark cemetery eyes, shooting stars come my way, I glow
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That old black magic…..
Oh, there is voodoo in your words, and your wrists tell jingle-jangle of shiny metal bangles, of gold and silver found in sun-shy caves. Out of the gaze of your dark cemetery eyes, shooting stars come my way, I glow
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