Friday, January 17, 2014

Hazri Extreme Hardcore Possession



the spirit
was willing
the flesh was
weak..into
her violable
mind he
entered
in his voice
she speaks
havoc he
wreaks
as she bangs
her head ..
her struggle
in captivity
peaks blood
shot eyes
redness on
cheeks
she wails
she shouts
she screams
reality does
not exist
she dreams
volatile
abusive
not conducive
insular
inclusive
it seems
inhaling
the loban
smoke
from the
interior
of the holy
shrine
she becomes
dove like
child like
calm meek
some call
her mental
pagal a freak
hazri time
is when
the outsider
his victim
seeks
furtively
surreptitiously
he sneaks
lasting a second
a day or several
weeks .,,,
possession
as it streaks

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