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The Poison Game
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The Darkness She froze me with her poison,
A needle to my brain
She spoke the words that stopped my heart
She played her toxic game
The wretched water that she drinks
Depletes her decent mind
Wrapped up in her own misery
A reality fostered by lies
Be not weak, for when she comes,
Her venom will consume
Your spirit 'til you have not much
You'll wallow in her doom
