I am poison, I have poison in my veins everything I touch falls apart crumbling in my hands leaving me a mess.
Grasping onto the hope that something, anything will last.
My father was poison, he was a raging alcoholic, I don't know if he's poison now; he never stuck around.
My mother IS poison, she spits it in her words not caring about what it does to the people around her, she doesn't think she's poison, but I know she is.
I was cursed by my parents, the poison that is in them is now in me, I am poison I was always poisoned I will always be poison.
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