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Bitterness, sorrow and anger,
Their cause unknown,
Have crept into the heart of me,
And found themselves a home,
I cannot deny these emotions so vile,
I want to give in to their wit and their style,
Something, however, holds me back;
These emotions don’t make up for all that I lack,
So what’s the point of being carried away?
And speaking words that I don’t mean to say?
I’m happy for you; really I am,
It’s just these emotions, they’ve broken the dam,
Once, unbelievably, I was in control,
I knew how I felt, deep in my soul,
Yet now it seems, they’ve got the better of me,
And these strange feelings long to be free,
Pours like poison off of my tongue,
And I can’t seem to stop, though I know that it’s wrong,
So, please, don’t take these words to heart,
An emotional whirlwind tears me apart,
Somehow you always do better than me,
And I can’t wash away this jealousy,
I apologise if I bring you down,
But don’t overestimate each tear, each frown,
I’ll deal with these things as I have always done,
And soon, the jealousy, shall be gone.

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