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Poison Ivy
Like poison ivy creeping through my brain
Strangling emotions, my words are maimed
Shutting me down and keeping me in
Making me feel that the true me is a sin
Holding me back and won't let me out
Wanting to scream, wanting to shout
I will find a way to let the world see
I'm going to break free, I want to be me
So poison ivy your not in control
I'll keep on fighting until my life feels w...
Sunday 2nd July 2023 12:29 pm
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