A dash of ketamine,
A helping of wine,
Is all the love potion
I need for you tonight.
Oh you say we just met?
Oh sorry, I forget.
After last night you
Came and slept
At my place.
You don’t remember?
Don't worry,
It was a dream after all, Right?
Care for another Love Potion?
Made with love for you, Darling.
Of course you reject the notion
That it could quiet your snarling.
Sep 26, 2024
Sep 26, 2024 at 11:57 AM UTC
A dash of ketamine,
A helping of wine,
Is all the love potion
I need for you tonight.
Oh you say we just met?
Oh sorry, I forget.
After last night you
Came and slept
At my place.
You don’t remember?
Don't worry,
It was a dream after all, Right?
Care for another Love Potion?
Made with love for you, Darling.
Of course you reject the notion
That it could quiet your snarling.
I don't know why this spilled out of my mind, but it has a twin poem from the victims POV.
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