Her love is
like a purple
folded depression.
Influenced by the
purple bewitched.
In a marvelous
mood of a
haunted soul.
Darkened by
the influence of
a magical force.
To put fear
in the heart
of the oppressed.
A multiple
personality she is.
A disorder of
a confused one.
So scary and
as mad as
a wild dog,
she screamed.
Influenced by
the new and
full moon.
Indulging in their
magical circle,
the talking drum
beckons her,
she dances to
the rhythm of
their passage rites
to bring their
ritual to an end.
She collapsed and
recovered from the
delirious hypnotic dream,
wondering what
just happened.
She didn't even
remember a **** thing.
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