Jealousy

by Sharon   Jan 15, 2008


Forbidden love the greatest kind
Fruit of thorns but not of vines

Hide away in the deepest corner
The truth would only bring on horror

Desperation filled with dread
The other girls all wish you dead

Savage cries why were you chosen
All the others spirits broken

Tempers rising silent screams
Who are you to kill their dreams

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  • 16 years ago

    by CountlessMoments

    Nice one. i give you 5/5 cuz yeah i like how you put the word toghether and how you got it all in different section. :)

  • 16 years ago

    by sherene

    This is an excellent poem. and soo true!

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