The Game

I have dreamed of breaking you;
Of your uncharacteristic submission;
Where the fire you exude
Fuels mine;
Where my toxic smile
Pollutes your every thought.

I have dreamed of your withdrawal
Once I take away your drug;
Eyes flash green
As I select my next target.

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