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"Poison Ivy"

Shackled, I was
And I thought you'd set me free
But you're like poison
I can feel it within me!
I move, I wriggle
I stir you up in my blood
My viens thicken
I feel the gush of the venomous flood
Frozen I lay there
Waiting for the flow to stop
I wonder what it is
That's hanging from my eyelash
Its just an icicle of a tear drop!
In this frozen night
As I try to turn to see the moon
You're the remedy I self-prescribed
Too much, too soon!

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Anonymous said…
While I read the poem, I picturized it And I liked it enough to leave the comment.

Nice one

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