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sour

 
sweet spring of the soul
flavored with beauty
so refreshing to connect to
instantly lifts a spirit to higher planes
entering a room with a glow
a genuine smile on the face
giving, they share their energy
beauty is their calling card
natural healing ability
soothing to the soul
a balm to all who touch them
these are friends

toxic, polluting the communal pool
negative energy pouring off them
repulsive is their flavor
leaving a foul taste in your mouth
you can't put your finger on it
but every time they're around you feel drained
soul vampires, they are empty
surviving off the unwary
slurp, suck until you have nothing left
they are a friend to no one

Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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Author's Note
if you're curious where I am on this scale I'd say somewhere in between
though I can go to both extremes...
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