Poison part 2 : Envy

You’ve got everything I want
Your everything I’m not.
All that could be bought
Why can’t it be mine?
These thoughts. They fill one’s mind, a quicker way to destruction you shall not find.
Everyone wants whT they don’t have, on the end it makes then mad.
Makes them jealous, filled with hate. They pretend However to be sad.
Look at me, give me things. Here now, whY gifts you being.
Vanity and envy go hand in hand. Don’t you think?
They fill the heart with black chills. Turn it to a frozen stone. No way at all to get warm.
They beg. They cry. They try to steal. Anything to make them feel.
To bring the envy down, make it heel.
But too late. They’ve fed the beast. It shall now have a delightful feast.
Fills their heart with envious rage, unleashed at last from broken cage.
The emotions go hand in hand. A spiraling decent to a darkened land.
Filling the heart
Making one distraught.
Ruining all they’ve wrought, this is the end envy has sought.

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