aren't you just...
IntoxicatingWhy yes! Yes I am. Many have died. because of me. Why do you seek me?
Well, I am seeking closure.. an escape of some sorts.
Well didnt you come to the right place! I have everything you need.
Well, what do I owe you?
Oh nothing much...just give me a bit of your sanity and self-control. Oh! And a slice of liver every now and then.
T
hats... a bit mich...
Oh! But you'll be eternally happy and in bliss if you have me. Don't worry now.
Okay...give me release..

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Secrets that lie in ink
Poetrythis one is a little bit different, it's meant for specific people who can find out the hidden meanings inside the poems, I also just wanted to use this as a kind of venting system without actually venting. it's much easier and safer in my opinion...