I was never the jealous type
Why am I acting this way now
I'm jealous of everyone around you
I'm overly zealous for you
But I was too late to tell you
My heart fell down into a spiral maze
Now everything feels so blurry
You made everything feel so right
And now my sight is blurry
Without you
I should go
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A Collection Of Memories
PoesíaWelcome to my collection of memories from now or many years ago.
