This poem is supposed to be for a fan fic called 'Purple Glow' that I wanted to write. It's suppose to be about the Sonic Underground staying in an inn, (which is called Purple Glow)  unknown to them that it was full of assassins looking for a 'Magic Box' which has a weapon inside it that carries great destruction.
The SoUnd then investigate, and soon find themselves trying to solve a death of a little girl, Katherine. Was it suicide or murder? Blah, blah, blah. Unfortunately, I couldn't write this fan fic because it made me very paranoid. If you're _that_ interested to know more, you could e-mail me! =)

I will put in the box blue fire with sparking witch dust and an everlasting swirls of light. I will put in the box thrashing waves of hope which comes in a pool of red flowing liquid. My box is made out of whispers of life brought by the prowling cats of the darkest nights. I shall go with my box to the land of dreams That came from the deepest part of my soul, hold it close and never let it go.

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