Mother of Poison
Her words spit venom
She is a self proclaimed high being
She is the mother of poison
and I am poison
I am poisoned
I am the seed sprouted only to spread the wicked word
She spit the venom into me
I, then, spit the venom into them
Like a scorpion, she stabs
Like a snake, she silently lurks
Like a spider, she goes about unnoticed
I am unaware of the sting of my words
Until she sends those back to me
Those wasp words
Ceasing to die after they've stung
An abusive lover she is
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