I once met a woman who wasn't all there.
She had no neck and long cobweb hair.
She had no eyes but she would stare
into my soul and steal my air.
she had long arms, claws like a bear
and sharp rows of teeth to rip and tear.
She liked her children medium rare
and had a toybox in her lair.
We went to the forest. She gave me a dare.
"Walk into the woods and wait by the chair."
She said she had something that she'd like to share
So I did what she asked and I waited there.
I once met a woman who wasn't all there.
Her toys of torture were spread everywhere.
The screams of her children echoed with despair,
and filled empty shadows and my nightmare.
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