Blank expression. She leaves you in question. Her eyes will hunt you down from across the room. Live. Die. For. Her. She preys on the weak and lonely. She feeds off their attention. Her intentions remain a mystery, even to me. She lurks in the shadows to keep her truth a lie. Turn a deaf to suppress the urge to listen to her whispers of solace and discontent. She only values your life to watch you die slowly. And there may never be any reasoning, but even to this day she lives within my veins. But I know one thing.....she is poison.
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