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Envy

I envy that I don't have what they do Because they all get everything new I envy the golden platter everything is handed to them on I envy how their every breath is a song But I don't envy the hate they perspire How their hate is like putting gas on a fire They prey on people's insecurities People give in to their every need "I'm going to tell her she doesn't smell great" Can we please stop with the hate? What I once was and what I am are different now But when I try to defend myself, all they do is growl They're like hungry wolves wanting the last bite Things could get better. If we all try, they might

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Date: 5/23/2021 7:56:00 AM
This is the type of poem that got me interesting in writing. I look forward to reading more of your poems. Keep up the great work, Erin.
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