Stalker of Obsession

My growing sexuality is not a reality.
I need a mutual mentality.
It is a crucial required vitality.
Abnormality results in a possible fatality.
On my good side you see my hospitality.
On the dark side reveals brutuality.
Magic potion stirs beneath the deepest ocean.
Expertise to cease everything that disagrees.
Advice to think twice.
I am the best.
Not just obsessed.
When I take walk I don't enjoy getting stalked.

© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved

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