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The Body Possession Horror

It started as a whisper, faint, A voice that slithered through my brain. Not my own, but just as clear, A presence lurking ever near. At first, a shudder down my spine, A fleeting thought that wasn’t mine. Hands that moved without command, Footsteps shifting in the sand. My mouth would form a stranger’s sound, Words escaping, unprofound. My mirror’s face, though still my own, Reflected something not alone. I fought with will, with endless dread, A war inside my weary head. Yet every day, it took its claim, My mind was dark, my soul felt maimed. And then one night, no battle came, No voice, no force, no phantom’s name. Just silence where the echo stayed— Was I the one who’d been betrayed? Had I fought, or had I fled? Was I me… or was I dead?

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Date: 7/7/2025 9:01:00 PM
Gone through several times to perceive. From the start I apprehended to end at Death. Will try your contest on my concept. Have Good Days
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Date: 7/7/2025 5:13:00 PM
Chilling. I especially like the line "Just silence where the echo stayed—" a dead on contradiction that screws the tension to the breaking point.
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Date: 6/29/2025 10:06:00 PM
Oooo very creepy and engaging! The last lines were awesome! Xo
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Date: 6/28/2025 11:18:00 AM
Wow. Great model poem for your contest, Michael. Hope I can think something up.
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Date: 6/27/2025 1:50:00 AM
May I just say, that as someone with DID(Dissociative Identity Disorder aka Multiple Personalities Disorder), that I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS!! All the feels! Thank you for writing this!!
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Date: 6/24/2025 8:12:00 PM
An incredible write! However, in case of possession, entities usually do not leave so easily. It takes an evolved medium, with God’s help, to evict the ghoul and that too with loving persuasion, not use of force, as horror films would have us believe.
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