Possession

Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes

“She floated straightish…” Photo By: MadamChryzl

Possession

What a powerful hand you possess…

Such an attribute, I’ll confess…

You took me into your hands…

And performed magic over my lands…

You’re a magician; no, a warlock…

You possess more strength than time left on your clock…

Over power Me….

I am a Banshee…

I am unrest…

My winds will conquer as you harvest my breath…

Madamchryzl

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