What could be more evil than hate?
The green monster's eyes of jealousy await,
Rage and burn with pure distaste,
Bind and hold without escape.
Even if you try
Even if you cry
Nothing will ever stay alive.
As the powers of envy lock you inside,
you will wither,
you will die.
/** found this old, old, poem from my livejournal. */
beautiful. :)
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Very artful poetry! You have a way to make word into feelings.
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Thanks
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with a tin cup
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