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Jan 2016
Books should not be judged by their cover,
And the same goes for me.
My looks are deceptive.
Ivy is my name.

So I fool around,
Act indifferent, but,
I am a silent spectator.

You tease me,
You taunt me,
I won't say a word.

Not because I can't
But because I am busy plotting against you.

I have an upper limit.
I dare you to cross it.
If you do, I won't be responsible for what
I'll do next.

I will slash you.
I will stab you.
I will wipe my dagger clean
And watch you bleed.


And when they come to get me,
I'll lean over your lifeless face
And whisper-

"You know what's more lethal than poison?
Poison Ivy."
Ishita Dixit
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Ishita Dixit  New Delhi
(New Delhi)   
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