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In the eyes of the witch's black cat I saw a magic wand lying by the cat Who wanders around Ready to be struck with magic I could cast a spell so dangerous it would curse you forever. A dark magic. Cat alluring the streets for preying food it’s stares were enough to feed off its prey. The piercing gaze with secrets deep and dark I see hatred pouring out as blood, reddish black in its essence, screaming devastation to me screaming pain in full vain. Staring daggers at me with full might to envy it’s eyes shot at me like pistols ready to fire a shotgun with its preying eyes. The witch's cat, yes the one that's black did not give much affection back. She always seemed to be aloof and often slept up on the roof Her eyes contain secrets deep Potions formulated with organisms bizarre affection could be never given it was a granted gift only to be found with the real ones. It sparkled with the demons eyes I tried to grab it The black cat laughed and shifted I fell into a trap. o have a name in a nameless world How then do we dream names? How do you make a change of name? The times we thought have gone still are here again These times are set to live again So are names. Let us offer our beliefs to seasons to come If we would stay loyal by them come what may Would our hearts lift up these sameness? or lift off the names we bear? Watched as she stirred and danced around her bubbling cauldron A black cat visits me every night In her eyes it carries secrets deep The ringing bells of cruelness, The manipulation of the witches spell In the eyes of the witch's black cat.. I see green pools of enmity reflecting spite and maleficence. casting defiant glances and spells of plague and pestilence Brewing with a scheme Picked upon a dream Casting spells so it seem Grew fangs to relish the scene evil was everywhere the midnight moon blackening A compelling look it gave me; sending a shiver down my spine. That shines so bright Even in the dark And the scary gaze of it Seems to choke my heart But soon, along the witch, The cat too vanished As the time of hell was over And they too were afraid of being banished. I am black as night, through green eyes I watch her stir cauldron of bone in moonlight In the eyes of the witches black cat, hidden shadows of the night dance with delight. Now I lurk in the shadows, waiting for my prey, and soon an unsuspecting form, will succumb to my deep gaze, only to be vanquished and suffused in my being, and I more energetic prowl in the streets. In the eyes of the witch's black cat, I saw rage and hatred for mankind, Ready to pounce on innocent me, Cut me up with claws of animus.
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