Gift. Giftspinnen. Giftige Reden. Giftige Nachbarinnen. Pfeilgiftfrösche. Schlangenzähne, Zangenschläne, Hobelspäne in die Suppe gemischt. Fallen nicht auf, sind aber tödlich. Glasplitter schneiden dich von innen auf. Jeden Tag ein Tröpfchen und du merkst gar nicht, wie es bergab geht mit dir, du denkst: “Ich werde auch immer schwächer. Das muss wohl das Alter sein.”
Poison, as in Ivy was a curse to me when growing up. I missed a week of school every year because of it. I still cringe when ever I hear someone tell me they have it.
poisioned by civilization. Society is telling us to be like everyone else. But your telling me thats not poison? Thats not intoxicating. I’ll tell you whats intoxicating.. making yourself sick because your not good enough! Because you’ve been poisoned by the way of society! by civilization and it’s flees.
it’s filled me like a drug, a fatal poison. and i don’t know how to evade it. This feeling. Can you explain it? Because I can’t. I don’t know its tricks. I don’t know its ways. This love. Is that it?
WE were in the waiting room when we got the call that our cousin was not feeling well. When we got to the doctor office we learn that john was poison. after eating some berries he pick from the tree at the beach, that we warned him not to touch, oh! how sad the day turned out to be.
A poison is something that kills you and drains your insides. But often the most dangerous poison isn’t one that kills you physically, but one that hurts you mentally. Love can be considered a poison, as it is so all consuming and often ends in death of parts of you. Yet with each new love venture you forget this poison and remain hopeful.
She opened the bottle and looked at me in the eye. “Now is the time to do it,” she said. She slid the small bottle across the table to me, menace in her eyes burning. I reached across hesitantly and took the bottle from her.
Her thoughts felt like poison, weakening her to the place where she just had to stop. Focus on something else for a while. She needed to choose her battles wisely.
my best friend ate a poisoned apple from snow white. The government puts rat poison in k3. In new york city there is rat poison posters. I Like poison to kill all the bugs,mostly bees. poison is a tricky word to spell. I feel like a good book could have the name poison.
“Don’t ever fall in love, don’t ever get close to anyone. I don’t think I want to get attached to you anymore, if you plan to just go like this” she said to him over the phone, on the brink of tears. She knew he just might…
He felt she may already be attached to an extent. He didn’t know what to say, just said “I don’t plan to die. I like living” what he didn’t say is, he loved living, because of her. He wiped his tears, wishing he could reach to wipe hers.
It was painful, but he called upon the vileness in him, put it in a vial.
He took the vial of poison from his head, and threw it so far that no one could ever find it.
Poison is cool. I used it on my entire family when they refused to take me on holiday with them. Poor bastards, they never saw it coming. No regrets though, they learnt their lesson. i think…..
The green liquid dripped from her pen, hissing and spitting as it splashed upon the cobblestones at her feet.
“Poison pen?” She raised an eyebrow, her fingers threatening to twitch and spill the viscous substance onto his forhead.
drink me
and spit me out
from the bitter taste
i leave in your mouth
life’s sweet nectar has
nothing on me when the
only thing headed your way
is defeat
Snow white and the seven dwarves is brought to mind and the poison apple of the wocked step mother being presented to snow white – disney version of course. This is odd as i read loads of crime magazines and crime novels so you think something else would be brought to mind – I guess his seems the most evil representation; or at least the most memorable.
the greatest poison that afflicts every man today would be jealousy. it makes you want something that someone else has so bad, so bad that you’d go to any extent to obtain it, that you would lose yourself in its pursuit without even noticing. it courses through your veins, till one day you realize losing it would kill you
Poison? You use poison? Are you not afraid that your pets will get into it? Even getting it into their eyes could be harmful! I cannot believe that you are using poison to reduce the mouse population! There are more humane ways!
Cold. Dead. The rush of adrenaline died down and he was faced with the truth. A horrible beast, truth is. You don’t even realize when it’s about to rip you apart. But there is was: Poison.
Snow white and the seven dwarves. I have no idea why that queen cared about nothing but appearances. Well, actually, I do get it. But I could never kill another person just because I wanted to be prettier. Even though sometimes I do say “I would kill for that.” Just an expression. But I guess sometimes even Disney knows it’s not.
POISON IS BAD! it’s deadly. it’s scary. it kills. people die from poison all the time. whether it be from food poisoning, or homicide 0.o i have never been poisoned . that’s good. (:
today i poisoned her…
i was so scared she’d know, i was sure she’d sense my dark intentions in my every move.
but she didn’t, and even as our eyes met across the breakfast table i knew it was too late.
Her eyes clouded over, and she felt the heat intesnify. The subtle drug was working it’s way through her arms now, and she found no strength to hold the syringe. The torniquet fell from her arm and she grinned at the simplicity of everything. Poison.
Poison is a womans weapon and a weapon of cravens and enuches. First thing I learned about poison is it kills you. Second is that it’s not meant for little kids. Third… that when you put it in your mouth it usually tastes bad… which makes you panic, only to learn that depending on the poison it might not kill you in small amounts… just taste bad.
I. Chamanisme de quartier
Pâle qu’on le cesse ne puisse
Landres sous
mes aléas… je
Relan ; mes vannes, depuis et
Vie de tue-les-ailes… mes tamis
Je collige des collectes en :
Somme désadossée
lueur mutante
you are now dead from drinkning poison, how do you feel? what a stupid way to die drinking poison. are you fucking proud of yourself, you pissed off someone enough to have them kill you with poisen. your an idoit! f u
It was poison. A poison apple. She saw him looking over at her and she wanted to run over and kiss him. A poison apple she would never dare try, for the consequence was death.
Granted, the use of poison was a little beneath him. It was far too cowardly a weapon. But given the circumstances, he assumed the higher-ups would overlook its use.
Twenty minutes ago, I had the option of leaving. I didn’t take it. So now I’m stuck here with this giant bowl of ice cream, topped with marshmallows, chocolate sauce and sprinkles staring me in the face going “EEEATT ME. EEEEEAT MEEEEE!!!!” God dammit.
He starts the engine and takes a deep breath, inhaling the smell of new leather seats. The Bentley purrs as he is overwhelmed by a deep sense of satisfaction. It can’t get any better than this, he thinks to himself. He turns out onto the road and drives to his plush job in the city, convinced he will make another million in no time.
Gift. Giftspinnen. Giftige Reden. Giftige Nachbarinnen. Pfeilgiftfrösche. Schlangenzähne, Zangenschläne, Hobelspäne in die Suppe gemischt. Fallen nicht auf, sind aber tödlich. Glasplitter schneiden dich von innen auf. Jeden Tag ein Tröpfchen und du merkst gar nicht, wie es bergab geht mit dir, du denkst: “Ich werde auch immer schwächer. Das muss wohl das Alter sein.”
Poison, as in Ivy was a curse to me when growing up. I missed a week of school every year because of it. I still cringe when ever I hear someone tell me they have it.
comes in many forms, sometimes it the words you say that sap the energy right out of me or the tone of your voice; sometimes its the look
Poison seeps, not slowly, through my veins. The evil bite of gossip will soon destroy my very self and I know no antidote.
poisioned by civilization. Society is telling us to be like everyone else. But your telling me thats not poison? Thats not intoxicating. I’ll tell you whats intoxicating.. making yourself sick because your not good enough! Because you’ve been poisoned by the way of society! by civilization and it’s flees.
it’s filled me like a drug, a fatal poison. and i don’t know how to evade it. This feeling. Can you explain it? Because I can’t. I don’t know its tricks. I don’t know its ways. This love. Is that it?
WE were in the waiting room when we got the call that our cousin was not feeling well. When we got to the doctor office we learn that john was poison. after eating some berries he pick from the tree at the beach, that we warned him not to touch, oh! how sad the day turned out to be.
A poison is something that kills you and drains your insides. But often the most dangerous poison isn’t one that kills you physically, but one that hurts you mentally. Love can be considered a poison, as it is so all consuming and often ends in death of parts of you. Yet with each new love venture you forget this poison and remain hopeful.
She opened the bottle and looked at me in the eye. “Now is the time to do it,” she said. She slid the small bottle across the table to me, menace in her eyes burning. I reached across hesitantly and took the bottle from her.
“Is poison really the way?”
Her thoughts felt like poison, weakening her to the place where she just had to stop. Focus on something else for a while. She needed to choose her battles wisely.
my best friend ate a poisoned apple from snow white. The government puts rat poison in k3. In new york city there is rat poison posters. I Like poison to kill all the bugs,mostly bees. poison is a tricky word to spell. I feel like a good book could have the name poison.
Poison is Bad, it kills, it well poisons peoples lives, chemically.. and physically, like a person poisoning a persons perspective on the world.poison
“Don’t ever fall in love, don’t ever get close to anyone. I don’t think I want to get attached to you anymore, if you plan to just go like this” she said to him over the phone, on the brink of tears. She knew he just might…
He felt she may already be attached to an extent. He didn’t know what to say, just said “I don’t plan to die. I like living” what he didn’t say is, he loved living, because of her. He wiped his tears, wishing he could reach to wipe hers.
It was painful, but he called upon the vileness in him, put it in a vial.
He took the vial of poison from his head, and threw it so far that no one could ever find it.
Poison is cool. I used it on my entire family when they refused to take me on holiday with them. Poor bastards, they never saw it coming. No regrets though, they learnt their lesson. i think…..
The green liquid dripped from her pen, hissing and spitting as it splashed upon the cobblestones at her feet.
“Poison pen?” She raised an eyebrow, her fingers threatening to twitch and spill the viscous substance onto his forhead.
drink me
and spit me out
from the bitter taste
i leave in your mouth
life’s sweet nectar has
nothing on me when the
only thing headed your way
is defeat
Snow white and the seven dwarves is brought to mind and the poison apple of the wocked step mother being presented to snow white – disney version of course. This is odd as i read loads of crime magazines and crime novels so you think something else would be brought to mind – I guess his seems the most evil representation; or at least the most memorable.
the greatest poison that afflicts every man today would be jealousy. it makes you want something that someone else has so bad, so bad that you’d go to any extent to obtain it, that you would lose yourself in its pursuit without even noticing. it courses through your veins, till one day you realize losing it would kill you
Poison? You use poison? Are you not afraid that your pets will get into it? Even getting it into their eyes could be harmful! I cannot believe that you are using poison to reduce the mouse population! There are more humane ways!
A sickly-looking gas curled up in front of us, wispy tendrils reaching out from the grate as it spread into the room with poisonous intent.
Cold. Dead. The rush of adrenaline died down and he was faced with the truth. A horrible beast, truth is. You don’t even realize when it’s about to rip you apart. But there is was: Poison.
Snow white and the seven dwarves. I have no idea why that queen cared about nothing but appearances. Well, actually, I do get it. But I could never kill another person just because I wanted to be prettier. Even though sometimes I do say “I would kill for that.” Just an expression. But I guess sometimes even Disney knows it’s not.
POISON IS BAD! it’s deadly. it’s scary. it kills. people die from poison all the time. whether it be from food poisoning, or homicide 0.o i have never been poisoned . that’s good. (:
today i poisoned her…
i was so scared she’d know, i was sure she’d sense my dark intentions in my every move.
but she didn’t, and even as our eyes met across the breakfast table i knew it was too late.
Her eyes clouded over, and she felt the heat intesnify. The subtle drug was working it’s way through her arms now, and she found no strength to hold the syringe. The torniquet fell from her arm and she grinned at the simplicity of everything. Poison.
Poison is a womans weapon and a weapon of cravens and enuches. First thing I learned about poison is it kills you. Second is that it’s not meant for little kids. Third… that when you put it in your mouth it usually tastes bad… which makes you panic, only to learn that depending on the poison it might not kill you in small amounts… just taste bad.
I. Chamanisme de quartier
Pâle qu’on le cesse ne puisse
Landres sous
mes aléas… je
Relan ; mes vannes, depuis et
Vie de tue-les-ailes… mes tamis
Je collige des collectes en :
Somme désadossée
lueur mutante
you are now dead from drinkning poison, how do you feel? what a stupid way to die drinking poison. are you fucking proud of yourself, you pissed off someone enough to have them kill you with poisen. your an idoit! f u
It was poison. A poison apple. She saw him looking over at her and she wanted to run over and kiss him. A poison apple she would never dare try, for the consequence was death.
Farmer’s Lament
He died with raw black potatoe in his mouth
As the dust settled on his open eyes
Granted, the use of poison was a little beneath him. It was far too cowardly a weapon. But given the circumstances, he assumed the higher-ups would overlook its use.
Twenty minutes ago, I had the option of leaving. I didn’t take it. So now I’m stuck here with this giant bowl of ice cream, topped with marshmallows, chocolate sauce and sprinkles staring me in the face going “EEEATT ME. EEEEEAT MEEEEE!!!!” God dammit.
dark liquid running through your veins, slowly draining the good out of your body, as black as the mascara running from your hollow eyes.
The smile from her lips was sheer venom, seeping slowly into his vein, destroying all resistance. He drank it all.
I died from this as a queen onstage and feel that it’s interesting to “die” from the effects of poison.
It’s a terribly painful way to die. Poison has been used for thousands of years to settle dynastic disputes.
omg im dyyying guhhhhh———————————*beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*
sorry….this isnt poison? Oh god how embarassi——*chokes and dies*
:((((((
The End.
He starts the engine and takes a deep breath, inhaling the smell of new leather seats. The Bentley purrs as he is overwhelmed by a deep sense of satisfaction. It can’t get any better than this, he thinks to himself. He turns out onto the road and drives to his plush job in the city, convinced he will make another million in no time.
Poison was the virus that ran through his mind, the mental incapacity to expand past his wrong-doings. Poison was his enemy. Poison was his savior.
apple, men, marriage, bastards, snakes, trees, sex, alcohol, hats, lies, government,