My Green Friend

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  • Jealousy

    My Green Friend

    Why does my friend-
    green in colour and dark in deeds-
    follow me all the way?
    Everyday he’s on my back
    Adding weight to my load
    Making me flare up
    On my peers and those
    who say they are here for my good

    My green friend turns my eye red
    Making me blast into fits
    But my friend only shows up
    When someone boasts about
    A love I’ll never have
    My green friend makes
    me shed tears, makes my heart hurts
    Coz it’ll never have what
    It wants the most.

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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