The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Monster In My Head

BETRAYER of worlds, EVIL mongrel, you 
REEK of the poison which delivers one 
Final BLOW to my buzzing brain. 
Alone, I shall survive, as I always do.
Hell hath no FURY like the sweet revenge
I shall set upon you. 
I will not lie or wander in this 
Purgatory any longer, questioning and 
Writhing in PAIN. 
Gaslight me again and I shall set you
AFLAME. 
Not a threat, not a threat, but a 
Promise.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide
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