Poison

|| P o i s o n || Hate is like poison that corrodes the soul and body J. de Moraes Souza ~ Poison for the healthy, Remedy for the insane ~ by : Anie They only knew Poison in their Souls All they knew was hate, vices and blood. Death walked side by side with them. And this feeling was no longer strange to them. What was the loss worth, they no longer had anything to lose. Everything they had was taken from them. They were thrown in the path, taken in by wolves, raised by snakes and held by the venom of their pasts. What could they hide? I had no life, no reason to live. I had no dreams and no praiseworthy feelings. Guided by instincts, driven by pain and united by FATE. What could a frivolous, aloof, closed-off man like him do for her, a broken, used, and torn woman? What could they learn together if their footprints ended up with the same blood trails?