My skins starts to itchy
causing a burn to the touch
The redness soon fades
Like your love
as the patches become bruises from the irritation
My skin starts to chip off
from the weakness I feel now
To love i'm susseptable
just like the oil of the Ivy
I have to cover up the illness
to hide my problems
until it heals
While waiting it irritates my skin
slowly spreading
paranoia of how everyone will react
reaches my mind
although as it disapears I feel calm
almost normal
better off without you,
My Poison Ivy Love.
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Teaching Miss AliCoolwhip a quick lesson :D Hope she understands better now what i tried explaining earlier.
