Sad Halloween: Wicked Witch

Sad Halloween. Because the morning after is never pretty.

When nothing can make you fly high anymore.

There is only down and you fall from the heights that were your dreams.

Denial.

Denial.

Anger.

Anger.

Unconsciousness.

Unconsciousness.

Bitter resentment.

Bitter resentment.

What's a witch without her cat?

What’s a witch without her cat?

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