Two legged Toxins
When they become a toxin in your mind,
when they steal, lie, and threaten your life,
even if they're blood, it's time to cut ALL ties.
Your heart was not meant to be used as a spittoon.
Your mind was not meant to be used as a trampoline
for their a flimsy-half assed sobriety.
Walk away, cut them loose before they spit and cut on you.
Your life is a precious gem to be treated with great respect.
Two-legged toxins dull luster and fang the pulse from the neck.
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