The one that nurtures you can always turn into a snake at any given moment. They know your weaknesses, your hatred, your soul. What's to stop them from turning against you? Love, psh, has that ever stopped anyone? That sickly saccharine feeling that drives people mad? You may think it has, but that hesitation isn't caused by love. It's caused by pity, another feeling that people deny they feel. Humans are just liars who wrap themselves in a frivolous bow to hide their hideous souls. Evolution is moseying its way down the aisle once again. Be prepared humanity, you're about to become much more than you bargained for. After all, what's life without a little annihilation?
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PoetryThose little things that pop into your head that you can't help but write down. I suppose it could be counted as freeform poetry-ish. Cover by the exalted @FableWrites.
