A/N- Okay guys, here's a little poem I thought up when someone mentioned 'The Hounds of Baskerville', and what effect the drug has on you. I know it's short and a little rubbish, but please leave a comment for me so I know if you want me to do any more, or any kind of Fanfic poem for that matter.
Thanks!
Sphinxy
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The Demonic Hounds of Baskerville
I hear the hounds calling
Calling out my name,
I feel myself falling,
Slowly slipping away.
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A grey mist settles down,
Silver in the light,
The black beasts gather round,
Ready for a fight.
~x~
I feel my conscience fading,
Slowly leaving my mind,
My thoughts are turning hazy,
I fear I'm going blind.
~x~
The darkness creeps around me,
All I see is black,
The devil beasts are forever free,
There's no turning back.
~x~
I think I'm going crazy,
I think I'm going mad,
These strange creatures amaze me,
Something I wish I had.
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They growl and bear their razor fangs,
Sharp and pearly white,
They group about me in little gangs,
As dusk turns into night.
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I know I cannot flee from them,
Try as I will,
You see them once but never again,
The hounds of Baskerville.
~x~