Poison.
6:38:00 PM
I am seated on a chair.
A cup lies untouched atop.
There is silvery liquid, shining inside.
A foreign hand grabs mine, and makes me lift the cup to my mouth.
I try to resist.
But fail.
The poison is forced through my lips, inside my body.
I fall to the ground.
As I choke to death, my throat in my hands, I realize something dreadful.
The hand that forced the poison inside of me, was my own...
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