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Sweet tonic (by Laurachelly)
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You outreach your hand in a caring way, but not with caring intentions.You stroke the face of your enemy to see it's deepest weaknesses. Why can't they see through you thin layer of shyness, and find out your sickning slyness; like I have and they have too, but their neyeveness is too blind to point it towards you.While making people believe you're a perfect angel, you're working in your tonic, filling people's minds with your convincing lies, brainwashing them and poisoning their minds.You're aqn addicting drug that will hurt many.But like all drugs, they will become immune, asnd will be able to see the dark side of you.That day'll come- you just wait.It'll come sooner or later.
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