Should I kiss you, or should I kill you? I'll toss a coin in the air. Perhaps a kiss with poisoned lipstick would be the choice most fair. My passions-- oh, such passions!-- are divided down the middle. Perhaps I could give you a single fatal riddle: Look into my bloodshot eyes-- one is Love and one is Hate. If you can guess which one is which, to live will be your fate. But if you cannot read my eyes, I'll cut your wrists, your neck, your heart with a razor blade.
Reason for writing:
I had an argument with my significant other & have been reading too many murder mystery novels. :)
Birth sign: Virgo
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