My precious suicide

so I am the viper, and I play, not knowing at all what I want... sweetest child, my secret desire... I want you, as my toy, my lover, my... something
but... you are not the one, neither is she. no-one is.
I remain just a viper, spitting you all out after I'm done with my game, corrupted to the bone and oh-so-pure at the same, God's forgotten child, forsaken saint...
Fire starter, hoping to burn in my own flames, and die inside your heart.
am I here just to make you see, leave a scar and then... fade?