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June 8, 2002
Arsenic actuality. She's poison, but he doesn't know it yet. She'll slowly creep into his life and he'll grow weaker and weaker until she takes over his whole system. She'll press her lips against his then move away, leaving behind the taste of bitter almonds. She'll trail her hands down lower and he'll beg and cry for more. But even as the merest thought of her rages through his body like a fever, she'll laugh and walk away. And then he's hopeless, for this is where the twist comes in. She is the poison, but she is also the cure.