Jealousy. {poetry}
Jealousy, a robust and tenacious seed,
It knows its goal,
Who are you to stand in its way?
Its mission is emotional decay,
An agent of fear,
Its ugly head will rear,
Just when you need a delicious hormone fix,
It’s like a piece of cake,
Sweet self-loathing quivering in its wake,
It operates in hate, pure hate,
Who are you to fight hate?
You’re an enemy of the state,
This state of fear,
Loves to bend your ego’s ear,
This is no democracy,
Jealousy don’t give a shit about your self-esteem,
I own you,
I will prevail.
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Marianne Pownall is a reckless idealist and penniless philanthropist. A language-loving, tea-drinking vegan, she’s passionate about words and equality and in love with all creatures great and small. She questions everything. Marianne is travelling the world meeting stray dogs and hoping to find a place she can bring them all back one day. If you have fur and four legs, she’ll be your best friend. Ahimsa.
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