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Feb 2016
Ivy
Flowers
bloom and grow
when my vines
twine around you.

You are steady,
always ready
to bring
me in.

You help me
reach
for the sky
and heavens
above.

You're good for me,
good to me,
but
I'm slowly
killing
you.
Forgive me.
From Jess's Lips
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