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Rated: E · Draft · Dark · #2230296

A short poem about a frighting witch.

Sea-witch
Brewing potions down-below
Her black lips muttering schemes which
Sets oceans to rise and fall
Boiling and gurgling the brew sung
Terrors lurking, darkness creeping
The song of the siren, weeping
You realize you're drowning in these deep waters
Searching among
Tentacles winding around
Getting harder to breathe
Her scaly skin
Her poisonous glare
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