I’m so tired. “Stay awake. You’ll be fine.” she tells me. No I won’t, I’m going to die. I’m going to die a peaceful, happy death. Poison is such a funny thing. We’re on our way to the hospital now, but I know it will be too late. “Goodbye,” I say with a smile. I close my eyes and it’s over.
You love. It could be comparable to a poison. It started with a simple kiss. And like a poison flushed my body and gave side effects. Before I had a moment to take a deep breath and come too… The poison had washed over me and… it was only you.
the poison poison of my soul of your soul upon my own together we’re deadly we’re sick we’re alone and lonely and killer but is that a good thing or are we only poisoning ourselves? i’m not sure because i’ve been poisoned.
i ate a poison berry for lunch yesterday, i picked it the day before, it was red and was circular. once i ate it, i didnt feel too good so i went to the nurses office. she gave me some medicine. the next day i fainted in class, i thought it was from the lack of sleep i had the night before. oh well. now im in the hospital.
Poison takes on many forms….there is that which is slipped into your drink, the kind you find under your kitchen sink, and what I find worst of all…what someone can do to your soul.
your words slide down my throat, sticky sweet and
tarry with acid. even now i want to
throw up, leave no trace of you within my body but
it is your hand that claws at my hair when i heave your name.
empty is how it feels when there is nothing left to cough out. empty is
what i am when i tear at my jagged limbs.
a tortorous kiss. ive seen it all before, and i wish i could say i know better. he’s tall, charming, with beautiful eyes. he promises everything, forgets nothing. until one day. you see a flash in his eyes, something that’s never been there before. and you know it’s time to say goodbye.
can sometimes be fatal. Poison is something like xx, like it’ll kill you. Poison would be a cool name. Poison sometimes comes in little glass containers and if you put it in someone’s coffee, they’ll die. Poison comes in different forms like Rat poison or human poison.
poison is something taht you should’t eat or drink, because if you do, it’ll go trhough your veins and your body will slowly start dying… If you don’t do something about it soon, you’ll die. Bue poison sometimes is disguised and you must really be careful, it can appear everywhere and kill you!
REally, poison, that’s the best idea you could do for murder? not a hit and run, not a hunting accident – no poison, um hello, have you heard of blood tests and forensic science possibly – so now your poison will be found, confirmed and your ass is toast. Granted if you time traveled back about 200 years ago, you could have your nifty ring and be done with the bastard, but for now you’re screw
Poison is a dreadful thing. No one seeks it out and all for good reason. Your enemies use poinson and very rarely do you see a friend do such a thing. When see an enemy it makes you taste the poson in the back of your mouth; such a rancid, horrid taste it is.
Smothered. He was being smothered in her poison, in her noxious tastes, in her sensual tough, in her everything that was everything and nothing and forcing him into a sycophantic frenzy.
She was obviously bidding him a beautiful death from asphyxiation. He was willing to accept.
I never drank poison before. At least not poison this potent. As a family of spies, we had trained our bodies to be impervious to deadly liquids. But not part of my training I found that the biggest unrequited love, and the only solution to the problem I had created was to remove myself from the center. It didn’t even burn.
It was like poison, ran it’s course never to be stopped. He didn’t care as long as the young girl was safe. Never would he have thought he would be a hero, not after what he had done. The poison spread further into his heart and he just stopped fighting.
Dick Thompson felt a tightening in her throat. His raised an eyebrow, casting a glance at Natasha who was sipping her wine with the same stony expression. He tried to discretely loosen his collar, when a burning pain shot through his throat. He involuntarily gagged, letting his glass clatter to the floor while he stared up at Natasha who was watching him, amused, like a goddess on her almighty throne.
It’s the stuff you can kill people with without letting them know. Before they do it’s already too late. Other thing coming to mind: snakes, spiders, all those scary animals.
is lethal. can kill you. many animals contain poisonous substances called venom. there are different types of poison. some can be ingested, inhaled. it brings about death and severe pain. ends life
Angry thoughts in me are poison, killing me slowly, going round and round like swirling pools of mud. I want to be the lotus sitting above, seeing the sunshine and the truth, I want to see clearly the open skies of love.
“Poison!”, I yelled, “Not, poisson!”
The restaurateur thought I was grabbing my throat due to some spontaneously-expressed seafood allergy. I think it was the handiwork of the patch-eyed pirate glaring me down at the opposing table.
That’s a really strange word. I don’t like words with an “O” and an “I” next to each other. Snow White ate a poisoned apple. I believe she also was suffocated with a shawl and fainted because of a comb.
poison is sometimes confused with fish in france, napoleon tried to poison himself but his body rejected the poison, domitian tried to poison pal but instead exiled him to patmos, it is sometimes marked with a skull and an x over it
poison teeth in your mouth she drips and it falls. iknowit’sinmyveinsbutican’tgetitoutican’tgetheroutgetoutgetout you don’t even like her you tasted it poison is in me hers not even yours yours because you were in her your poison is in me because you laughed and she laughed and now i’m both of you both of you and it hurts but it doesn’t because today is a day for crying for no real reason i cry because of flash mobs and you i only once cried over you but i cried over her too and you don’t even like her i can tell why haven’t we talked today, she’s a snake a fucking snake and i can’t even tell you how much i hate her because i don’t even know her and you defend her regardless of what you’ve said and you miss her i know i see that you have mixed feelings but never write about me ever because it’s not like i matter and you hate that i can figure out what you’re writing about
Something that takes your life away metaphorically literally emotionally & any other way it can think of to destroy the one thing that you don’t need, there are many MANY poisons the tongue may be the worst
Poison is dangerous. it will probably kill you. Sometimes you want to poison people like your boss because they obviously are useless and pointless. In the movie chicago a girl said “some women just cant handle their arsenic” hopefully you can. If you get poiso
She drank the lurid, green liquid, fell to the floor, unconscious. Of course, that’s what would’ve happened if things had gone to plan, but no, my incompetent accomplice has failed. The poison is lost.
The poison began to set in the moment it was ingested in Mr. Plum. It’s funny, Frankie had waited all school year to pull this off, but now that the arrogant teacher was going down, it seemed a little anticlimactic to him.
You put me through so much pain. You should have poisoned me. That would have been less painful. You could have gotten rid of me all at once. I hated how you broke me down little by little.
The cough was getting worse and nothing from the pharmacy was helping. This morning there was blood in it. Irene had been sympathetic as usual, but for some reason seemed against his going to a real doctor.
“Its just a cold, or allergies” she’d constantly say.
Deadly and sometimes sweet. Something anyone will try, and always regret afterwards. I know you have tasted it, and I know I have. Can you feel your poison in your heart?
Poison is a the name of a band. They sang the song Every Rose Has it’s thorn, most recently covered by Miley Cyrus.
Poison is also a chemical. It is very dangerous to ingest.
One drop was all it would take. She picked up the vile and slid a solitary green orb neatly into the boy’s waiting mouth. She imagined it burning as it went down. His pupil’s widened and for a moment. He tensed. She watched him die with a smile on her face.
The crowd jumped to their feet with applause, as the curtain was cranked close. Samuel laughed as he licked the last of the Monster off his limps followed by the words, “Good show.”
Un-clipping the belts around his hands and feet Maria smile back. Yes. Good Show.
I am scared of ever getting it right. Of getting it wrong too for that matter. If someone can do it so well, how am I suppose to be my own? I don’t know that at all.
The snake’s poison dripped from its fangs as it prepared to strike the unsuspecting mouse that had unwittingly wandered within striking distance. SNAP! The snake lunged at the rodent and landed a fatal blow. Mouse no more.
My dreams were poison. They filled my nights with hopes, and held my heart to the sky and when I would wake I fell below the earth, choking. Poisoned.
I’m so tired. “Stay awake. You’ll be fine.” she tells me. No I won’t, I’m going to die. I’m going to die a peaceful, happy death. Poison is such a funny thing. We’re on our way to the hospital now, but I know it will be too late. “Goodbye,” I say with a smile. I close my eyes and it’s over.
You love. It could be comparable to a poison. It started with a simple kiss. And like a poison flushed my body and gave side effects. Before I had a moment to take a deep breath and come too… The poison had washed over me and… it was only you.
the poison poison of my soul of your soul upon my own together we’re deadly we’re sick we’re alone and lonely and killer but is that a good thing or are we only poisoning ourselves? i’m not sure because i’ve been poisoned.
i ate a poison berry for lunch yesterday, i picked it the day before, it was red and was circular. once i ate it, i didnt feel too good so i went to the nurses office. she gave me some medicine. the next day i fainted in class, i thought it was from the lack of sleep i had the night before. oh well. now im in the hospital.
Poison takes on many forms….there is that which is slipped into your drink, the kind you find under your kitchen sink, and what I find worst of all…what someone can do to your soul.
your words slide down my throat, sticky sweet and
tarry with acid. even now i want to
throw up, leave no trace of you within my body but
it is your hand that claws at my hair when i heave your name.
empty is how it feels when there is nothing left to cough out. empty is
what i am when i tear at my jagged limbs.
i look into your dry eyes and i understand empty.
a tortorous kiss. ive seen it all before, and i wish i could say i know better. he’s tall, charming, with beautiful eyes. he promises everything, forgets nothing. until one day. you see a flash in his eyes, something that’s never been there before. and you know it’s time to say goodbye.
can sometimes be fatal. Poison is something like xx, like it’ll kill you. Poison would be a cool name. Poison sometimes comes in little glass containers and if you put it in someone’s coffee, they’ll die. Poison comes in different forms like Rat poison or human poison.
poison is something taht you should’t eat or drink, because if you do, it’ll go trhough your veins and your body will slowly start dying… If you don’t do something about it soon, you’ll die. Bue poison sometimes is disguised and you must really be careful, it can appear everywhere and kill you!
REally, poison, that’s the best idea you could do for murder? not a hit and run, not a hunting accident – no poison, um hello, have you heard of blood tests and forensic science possibly – so now your poison will be found, confirmed and your ass is toast. Granted if you time traveled back about 200 years ago, you could have your nifty ring and be done with the bastard, but for now you’re screw
Poison is a dreadful thing. No one seeks it out and all for good reason. Your enemies use poinson and very rarely do you see a friend do such a thing. When see an enemy it makes you taste the poson in the back of your mouth; such a rancid, horrid taste it is.
Smothered. He was being smothered in her poison, in her noxious tastes, in her sensual tough, in her everything that was everything and nothing and forcing him into a sycophantic frenzy.
She was obviously bidding him a beautiful death from asphyxiation. He was willing to accept.
I never drank poison before. At least not poison this potent. As a family of spies, we had trained our bodies to be impervious to deadly liquids. But not part of my training I found that the biggest unrequited love, and the only solution to the problem I had created was to remove myself from the center. It didn’t even burn.
It was like poison, ran it’s course never to be stopped. He didn’t care as long as the young girl was safe. Never would he have thought he would be a hero, not after what he had done. The poison spread further into his heart and he just stopped fighting.
Poison. Poison in my soul. I don’t like it; I love it. Everything about it is wrong and dreadful, yet amazing.
Dick Thompson felt a tightening in her throat. His raised an eyebrow, casting a glance at Natasha who was sipping her wine with the same stony expression. He tried to discretely loosen his collar, when a burning pain shot through his throat. He involuntarily gagged, letting his glass clatter to the floor while he stared up at Natasha who was watching him, amused, like a goddess on her almighty throne.
It’s the stuff you can kill people with without letting them know. Before they do it’s already too late. Other thing coming to mind: snakes, spiders, all those scary animals.
is lethal. can kill you. many animals contain poisonous substances called venom. there are different types of poison. some can be ingested, inhaled. it brings about death and severe pain. ends life
Angry thoughts in me are poison, killing me slowly, going round and round like swirling pools of mud. I want to be the lotus sitting above, seeing the sunshine and the truth, I want to see clearly the open skies of love.
“Poison!”, I yelled, “Not, poisson!”
The restaurateur thought I was grabbing my throat due to some spontaneously-expressed seafood allergy. I think it was the handiwork of the patch-eyed pirate glaring me down at the opposing table.
That’s a really strange word. I don’t like words with an “O” and an “I” next to each other. Snow White ate a poisoned apple. I believe she also was suffocated with a shawl and fainted because of a comb.
poison is sometimes confused with fish in france, napoleon tried to poison himself but his body rejected the poison, domitian tried to poison pal but instead exiled him to patmos, it is sometimes marked with a skull and an x over it
poison teeth in your mouth she drips and it falls. iknowit’sinmyveinsbutican’tgetitoutican’tgetheroutgetoutgetout you don’t even like her you tasted it poison is in me hers not even yours yours because you were in her your poison is in me because you laughed and she laughed and now i’m both of you both of you and it hurts but it doesn’t because today is a day for crying for no real reason i cry because of flash mobs and you i only once cried over you but i cried over her too and you don’t even like her i can tell why haven’t we talked today, she’s a snake a fucking snake and i can’t even tell you how much i hate her because i don’t even know her and you defend her regardless of what you’ve said and you miss her i know i see that you have mixed feelings but never write about me ever because it’s not like i matter and you hate that i can figure out what you’re writing about
im poisoned right now :( it sucks really sucks i, hurt and i just threw up too ouuuuuuuuch help me im hurt and i need a doctor.
Something that takes your life away metaphorically literally emotionally & any other way it can think of to destroy the one thing that you don’t need, there are many MANY poisons the tongue may be the worst
Poison is dangerous. it will probably kill you. Sometimes you want to poison people like your boss because they obviously are useless and pointless. In the movie chicago a girl said “some women just cant handle their arsenic” hopefully you can. If you get poiso
She drank the lurid, green liquid, fell to the floor, unconscious. Of course, that’s what would’ve happened if things had gone to plan, but no, my incompetent accomplice has failed. The poison is lost.
The poison began to set in the moment it was ingested in Mr. Plum. It’s funny, Frankie had waited all school year to pull this off, but now that the arrogant teacher was going down, it seemed a little anticlimactic to him.
She was his posion.
Deadly and life consuming.
Drawing out every breath he took.
He was trying to kill her.
But he loved her all the same.
We all love the things that harm us.
You put me through so much pain. You should have poisoned me. That would have been less painful. You could have gotten rid of me all at once. I hated how you broke me down little by little.
kill, death, snow white, band, & witches.
The cough was getting worse and nothing from the pharmacy was helping. This morning there was blood in it. Irene had been sympathetic as usual, but for some reason seemed against his going to a real doctor.
“Its just a cold, or allergies” she’d constantly say.
Deadly and sometimes sweet. Something anyone will try, and always regret afterwards. I know you have tasted it, and I know I have. Can you feel your poison in your heart?
She was his poison.
Deadly and life consuming.
A posion so sweet…
How could it kill him?
Poison is a the name of a band. They sang the song Every Rose Has it’s thorn, most recently covered by Miley Cyrus.
Poison is also a chemical. It is very dangerous to ingest.
Deadly. Lethal. Effective. Poison can be used in various ways, whether coated on a blade, poured in a drink, or thrown into the air to be inhaled.
One drop was all it would take. She picked up the vile and slid a solitary green orb neatly into the boy’s waiting mouth. She imagined it burning as it went down. His pupil’s widened and for a moment. He tensed. She watched him die with a smile on her face.
The crowd jumped to their feet with applause, as the curtain was cranked close. Samuel laughed as he licked the last of the Monster off his limps followed by the words, “Good show.”
Un-clipping the belts around his hands and feet Maria smile back. Yes. Good Show.
I am scared of ever getting it right. Of getting it wrong too for that matter. If someone can do it so well, how am I suppose to be my own? I don’t know that at all.
The snake’s poison dripped from its fangs as it prepared to strike the unsuspecting mouse that had unwittingly wandered within striking distance. SNAP! The snake lunged at the rodent and landed a fatal blow. Mouse no more.