TOXIC

To me you are like a skeleton with a cross bone. To me you are not what I need. You are lethal and you're making me terminal. You wreak havoc, you dramatize. You twist my words around in so many loops. Your capsule makes me nauseas and my mind is so very groggy. Your poison makes me weak and makes me itch. I want to scratch you off of me. The allergic reaction I get from you torments me daily and I feel as though I am losing breath. I need a cure for you and your poison. You are toxic to me and I want you dead.

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