Fiction Writing

I will seduce you.
Lure you in,
Gently
Entwine my grip with your emotions,
Like fingers in your hair.

Give you laughter,
Give you love,
And then.

I will stab you
When you are vulnerable.
With premeditated prose,
Subvert your hopes,
Implant new fears.

With a twist,
It will end.

And if I have done it correctly
You will thank me
And hate the knife.

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