I wonder,
Jealousy or anger.
What I hate to feel more?
Talking about the first one.
I hate it.
Especially when I do not know
What I’m envious of.
You love another girl.
Who she is?
How does she look?
What in her captivates you?
Why?
Why her?
I’m jealous.
I hate it.
(I want you all
For myself.
And all of me
For you)
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A poem by me!
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