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--- hair as flame a furnace dream skin as white and rich as cream dress slit up the side for show eyes as green as peridot lacquered nails a ****** red she grows on you until you're dead once she wraps you in her vine once your heart is so entwined she'll make you shake she'll make you twitch she'll make you burn she'll make you itch once she has you as her own she'll wind her tendrils 'round your bones no calamine will assuage she'll wind her vine 'round your ribcage no amount of love will sate in the end you'll suffocate but before that she'll send a strain of poison ivy to your brain it will torture burn like lye you suffer hell and then you'll die SoulSurvivor aka Write of Passage aka Invisible inc (C) 4/15/2014
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Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 3:24 AM UTC
poison ivy