| Jealousy |
| Beware that unhappy mistress. That, emerald demon child. It will consume you. Do not stray from happiness, and there you shall stay. It calls to you. Beckoning from some uncertain place Hiding behind petty fears. It draws you. Exposing it's foul underbelly, to only thoes not enveloped in it. It has you. Rage. Hate. Anger.... Fear. Belief in the untrue heightens. It's burried you. Copyright 2003 Kaya Marie |