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Possession
By: Outlaw-2 Extreme
I see you; you turned, hands furtively on the torchlight,
I feel you; you jerked forward, body as cold as ever,
I hold you; you could not accept it, my presence,
I called you out; you ran, with eyes filled with dread.
I followed you; you sensed me all along,
I backed off slightly; your calm face I can see,
I whispered in your ear; you stammer, you quiver,
I embrace you; hot tears ran down your face, in fear.
I froze; something hugged me,
I spun around; no one I can see,
A chill down my spine; I dashed in this pitch black darkness,
An exit; my only safeguard I cannot find anymore.
A tug; I felt it,
No one; I knew it, Im in an abandoned hospital,
But why; I was beginning to accept it,
Fear; altering into something else.
You ceased running; I began to wonder,
Your chillness; I can no longer feel it,
The smile on your face; faint, yet comfortable,
Your mind; I feel that youve fallen for it.
I embrace you; you gagged the moment I brushed against you,
You knelt to the cold ceramic; you regretted your decision,
Your smile; now carved into an uneasy leer,
Your body; now mine, and yours.
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Originally posted by outlaw-2:And I thought the title of the poem stated it all...
It's about a person before and during the process of being possessed by a spirit, before the end of the poem...
'Your smile; now carved into an uneasy leer,
Your body; now mine, and yours.'
-Indicates that the possession is complete.

I see, thanks for the explanation.

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