You've been Cursed. (TW: Yes, there is violence but not for the whole poem.)

Y'all, I promise not all my poems are like this, I tried writing something happy but I end up with this— :broken_heart: :sob:

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Yes, you can burn me

Yes, you can drown me

But, I will come back as your threat

I have no shame of my amulet

Yes, You can h*ng me

Yes, you can accuse me

But, I will come back for your head

I have no shame of my amulet.

When you go to bed, Filled with dread

You wake up, You'll see my amulet

You go to bed, Filled with dread

You wake up, A knife hover over your head

You go to bed, Filled with dread

You wake up, you're not in bed

You go to bed, Filled with dread

You wake up, There's no bell

You're in hell.