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A seed is planted at the first mark You always remember the start You have to quench the thirst Poison ivy is growing in my veins And I dig them up using thorns Red like roses, soft as petals Skin meets the sharp metal

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Starslight

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Sep 22, 2016

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Notes: (9/20/16)
I may post a better version of this because I'm gonna try to polish it a bit more

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