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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Mixologist witch. You serve a drink but with a nasty twist. You said you despair, as you’ll so easily break a pair? Never a spoonful of sugar to help the medicine go down, always a spoonful of saccharine to help the poison go deep. adVICE that comes so cheap, it’s only your self-centering. You mix your lies so well, don’t detect it’s hell you’re offering. Al Pacino, what do you know? The death is complete but oh so slow. Butchery at its best, marriage carcasses left in unrest. You can’t give what you don’t see and don’t know. Your pretty empty presents, a fake show. Trojans all wrapped up in shiny paper and bows. Devil’s advocate, after you I can only medicate. Crazy gas-lighting, I can’t even begin fighting. Your spawn – it shuts it down. This façade, like a siren’s ballad. Pulled them in so quickly, so efficiently – there’s nothing left of me. My body cut up, terminal, bruised and battered…yet it was only you that ever mattered.The price to love those that are yours, left me heaving on all fours. My body’s toxins of your kin, I was boxed in – unable to leave, unable to stay. Meanwhile you took another holiday. Writing to your son that you hope I behave, like a sub-human slave. First to themselves, then becoming bottomless wells. Learning the art of lying. Under your guidance, Mary’s pet becomes More’s lion. Woolly Woolly Wolf, let’s blow that bluff.
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