My Sweet Poison
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There are many kinds of poison. There's a poison that could kill, a poison that could drives you crazy, a poison that's addictive, a poison that makes you loss your insanity, and a poison that's bound to destroy your entire life. How do I know this? Well simple, I tried it all. Every single one of them. Now all I thought is that I have experienced all the kinds of poison in the world, but I was wrong. Not until I've encountered it's another kind. This one's different, it's kind, caring, and a loving poison I've ever tasted. Guess I already now have a favorite. My Sweet Poison.
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