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THE GREEN FEVER

You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars

GARY ALLAN

 

green eyed monster jealousy
Green SOURCE: DEVIANTART

 

Today,

the sky was blue

the earth was brown,

and the stones were grey.

You wouldn’t believe what happened

I was green.

 

Green,

as in the monster.

He wouldn’t look at me

He stopped smiling at me

He didn’t find my gifts unbelievable

He went away with her.

I was green.

 

Green,

as in someone was going to get hurt.

 

 

She should have missed the opportunity

She didn’t work for it

She had them eating out of her hand

She was merely a pretty picture.

I was green.

 

Green,

as in, someone would pay for this.

 

I love my baby brother

But his parents love him more

He can do no wrong,

I can’t amount to much

I am green.

 

Green

as in What do I do?

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