Jealousy
You make my heart pound,
I just want around you to coil.
Around and round,
You make my heart pound.
The people you like,
You take it in strife.
You are not careful,
or wareful.
But yet you are liked,
And you act as if you realised.
Somebody else is out there.
Copyright © Carla Jones | Year Posted 2014
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