Think About It?
He read every book there was on the occult.
Practiced black magic and cursed those he hated on a daily basis.
People thought he was odd and some were foolish enough to call him evil.
He wore dark eyeliner and gothic rings.
And behind closed doors listened to boy bands and loved to snuggle up on a cold night with his half wit girlfriend who actually believed his bullshit.
Smoke and mirrors fool most.
But even a idiot knows magic powers are a total con.
Besides if you could sell your soul for success you think I'd be writing the shit you're reading now?
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