THE NOIR

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I could see the glances coming our way. Some were of admirance, some were of envy, some were vile while some were of menace.  “Why are people glaring at us?” I asked Draven who was rather enjoying himself. “You're the Belle of the club, why won't they?” He asked me. “Well, I have heard the Belle of the Ball, never the Belle of the club” I wondered out loud. “Just go with it won’t you.” He twirled me once again as the song hit its last note. 'Cause it's Witchcraft That crazy Witchcraft And although I know it's strictly taboo When you arouse the need in me My heart says yes indeed in me Proceed with what your leading me to It's such an ancient pitch But one that I would never switch 'Cause there's no nicer witch than you He gave me one last twirl before joining the people who c

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