Sipping at Poison

I’ve been here before.

I recognize the door.

I know what’s on the other side.

My heart beats with desire.

What can it hurt, just to take a peak?

I’ll close it quickly right after.

But the lure is strong

my heart pounds faster

This time is different

it won’t be the same.

Lies are planted and eyes are blinded

Just a sip

a little taste

oh, and just one more

No! Not again?

My stomach turns sour.

The taste of death.

The taste of anquish.

Writhing in pain I rush out the door.

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