Jealousy

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rank poison that exudes

pernicious waves of rot

impossible to hide, fits in

with likes of hate and malice

stagnates the squinting eyes

contorts the face

and altogether belches vibes

that barricade and challenge

inept at holding tongues from snapping

surly, momentarily relieving words

which have no scope but

curse the speakers in the end

some at least try to fight it

others delight it

and finally the few who understand

that only by admitting it

are we released

from envy's gripping hands

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