the potion ( To my new life)

oh twist and twirl, oh mighty magician!
your hands move as a pair of Snakes in air
the magical paralysis of them.....
moving smoothly, Spred fingered, mystically through my stare.

endless eternal, your long flowing dark weaved hair!
blackened robes of the sage, armer no more
or the weak defence they used to give.....
for now the runes of necromancers gaurd your every door.

oh Glorious Spell Casting Sorcerer!
how grand your witchcraft herb and oils
thier Complicated depths mortally true.....
unknown to me, the fumes of your colored potions boil.

Deadly is your potions bite oh wizard!
it enfuriates the Simplest of men
an experiement unkown unto me until now......
You study these....
whose...
minds......
you.....
have.....
bent....bent.....bent....bent.....



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