i WILL predict your future...

and you WILL do the things i foresee.

that's just the way it is with me, 

i don't get these things wrong. 

how could i?

in a foreign land,

if you were to meet someone like me,

a woman crazy enough to live in a cemetery and 

walk around dressed in rags,

you'd KNOW she had power.

you'd pray to your saints 

to find the strength and courage to enter

the gates of my graveyard

and you'd hope that 

i'd be having a good day,

and that i'd look at you like this,

with a smirk and glimmer

in my eye,

because then we'd 

both know you

had at 

least 

one 

more

good

day

to 

live.