"pick your poison," the vendor said, " which would you like? the sweet addiction of illusions? the choking smoke to corrupt? the silent killing acid?"
the villain storked their chin and answered," do you have something more potent? perhaps something that could make and crush a person?"
the vendor pondered and spoke reluctantly," i do have the most potent poison in the world but are you sure you want it?"
"yes," they said deviously.
"it might hurt you too," the vendor said cautiously before taking it out.
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Poetrysmall sad words and maybe sometimes some happiness and hope. this won't end until i have learnt how to love myself. then a new era will start. - hope y'all readers are okay if you need advice look at the last chapter.
