Envy
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This is inspired by ONE poet on this website,but I won't say which one!
I have come here to confess my deepest shame
Your wit, I admit, I more than admire-
It wakes me, it shakes, me, sets my brain on fire
I long to claim your fame, under my name
Your indelible intricacy I yearn to master
I strive for your heights in increasing pain
But all futile, this folly of inferior gain
No matter how fast I write, you write faster
Now you skip away as I struggle for breath
My purse is empty; you haven't spent a penny
Where is the end of this contemptible envy?
When my best is bested - what is left?
10/17/18
NOT for 'Seven Deadly Sins' contest.
Copyright © Michelle Faulkner | Year Posted 2018
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