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The Gift of Poison
Allow me to slither into the dark void of your mind.
Let me bring forth the brilliance.
Feel my poison crawl through your soul.
It is believed my venom is deceiving.
Most beings cannot handle its truth.
My poison is an offering, a gift.
I sense the beauty you see in me;
But the beauty I see in you is far beyond the beauty you see in yourself.
So I gift thee with my poison.
I know you won't find it deceiving.
I know you will feel its truth.
Just remember my dear,
After the vicious storm,
Comes the tranquil rainbow.
Stay as ferocious as the monsoon;
But as elegant as the auric spectrum.
I deem you The Gifted.
