You watch as a girl marches off with your man and your self-righteous resolve is weakened by love; that is when I whisper in your ear ways to win, to defeat the opponent. I rage up like a violent storm within your whole being, and I consume you. When you don't know what to do, I can take control and act for you in ways you never think you could or would. For you, I will take gallant leaps to get what is wanted, as a gazelle runs from a predator, only in this game of love, I am the predator stalking its prey. Winning is the task, and resorting to underhanded tactics is not above me, even though I am not always calculative in my strategies, as my temper can't always be kept; I am prone to slashing with sharp claws with the flip of a switch, as quick as a whip. Even though you may no longer want me there, I can linger in you veins, for jealousy can run deep.
Authors note:
Yaaaa I know, not the best but hey, write down what comes to ya, and here and there you will get something great, right?
Should I have the titles? Do they give too much away and spoil the text? Because if they do, I could not put them and then ya'll (if anyone actually reads these) would have to guess unless I tell you in the end...
Merci~Sylvi <3
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RandomMost of this was written for a creative writing class, but maybe I can add more at a later time when/if I come up with more. They were difficult to do at first, but honestly, once I became more used to it, it was hard to stop and get into a differen...
