Sometimes lovers are supportive. They care for us. They build us up. They nurture us, but sometimes they seek to destroy that which they envy. They despire for being better and finer than they and would infect you with their venom if you let them get too close.

 

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His Forked Tongue and his Reptilian Whispers of Venom

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