Venom

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VENOM

Venom in the hearts, poured into
the delicate lavish glass.
Bitter like the intoxicating drink,
Filled upto the brim, for all of those
who wished to be torn apart.
Pay no penny, for it is a mutual quest.
Search for venom in the glass you served,
for it might have a larger quantity
that has been served to you.

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