I'm venomous. My senses were murdered, feelings were crushed along time ago. It will be hard, but you can find corpses of them somewhere inside me. Only things I've left now are - sour tongue, bleeding heart, burnt finger tips, slitted wrists, corrupted mind. You can't erase traces which are inside my mind. You can't undo the gut which have been built up inside me. Yes, you have come here to know more about me because you probably find me alluring. But, I warn you I'm venomous. I'm known for turning fresh minds like yours; dead. You're novice player for games I play. You're weak, you can't walk through hell especially with a venomous partner like me. Promises you're making now will soon start blowing in air like ashes. Roses in your hands will soon turn in guns pointed either at my head or yours. Stay away from me, darling. Don't be with me. I'm venom.
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