♥jealousy.

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    ♥jealousy.

    its funny how i use to let people like you bring me down.
    i'm too busy gettin' my shine on it's my turn now.

    your so unhappy with your life you want the same for me.
    your miserable and unhappy so you want company.

    you act worse than the girls my age that are on the streets.
    its become clear your goal is to hurt me.

    well you better stop now 'cause that's a goal you wont meet.
    you'll never bring me down so mark this mission INCOMPLETE

    i dont like being around you because jealousy is a disease.
    i would hate for it to rub off on me knowing there's no vaccine.

    i would expect this from anybody else,but the person who raised me i just can't.
    but dont worry its people like you who make me feel that much more important.

    you blame everyone but youself.
    but you can't put the blame on anyone else.

    i just grew up and started speaking my mind.
    so you can stop blaming my mom for me changing all the time.

    you just dont know how much your actions "dont" effect me.
    it's plain and simple they come for jealousy.

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    tierra7 commented on ♥jealousy.

    07-28-2009

    BRAVO !! live for what you truly deserve, Jealousy is a cancer like rumors..they spread so fast and kill friendships..this is one fine write...keep rollin' that ball point..T-7

    cliftondurant commented on ♥jealousy.

    04-26-2009

    Ilike this poem don't let anyone steal your joy good job

    Prize72 commented on ♥jealousy.

    12-25-2008

    I love the style with which you write. It does inspire and it does invite. You are direct and to the point. I love your confidence and your strength. Misery does loves company and in this poem you have made it clear that sometimes so called friends a

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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