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Jealousy.
Oh sweet Jealousy!
I feel thy bitter sting.
Take seat in my heart
And in my mind,
Take flight on injured wing.
Tis the moment
To endure?
To take one’s heart,
Once loved,
Once clean and pure?
I shant be pressured.
Gain is hopeless.
Thy tree is rootless.
I want one’s treasure.
To break through
Is the one who wins.
Shall this be my destiny,
To put out the flame of jealousy?
Wanting the possession
Which we cant hold
Shall sew my wound
Of further aggression?
Tis truth be wrong!
Tis nothing but a withered shadow
Singing its tempting song.
Raising peril
Carries the throne
On which misled
Covetness walks.
Pernishes tricks
Fail to carry
The withstanders
But chokes the one who stalks.
In the end,
The final end,
When holy sacred light
Touches down
On unholy ground,
None can hold a fight.
Tis thee who crave
A worthless blade 
That fall in darkness
With none to save.
Tis Jealousy
A path for me?
Thy urge is strong
Like gravity.
Will not my soul be moved?
Shall forever be
A tearful sea
Or an opened wound
That shant be soothed?
Jealousy.
Oh sweet Jealousy!
I feel thy bitter sting.



Meghan Newton
2004

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