Jealousy's Love
Can you perceive what we do not see?
Communication is utterly sick,
so now I will predict;
Jealousy does take pictures then plants them in souls like flowers.
Blooming till fortunate death
our breath still held fearing the oncoming wrath.
Casting toward darkened paths,
we chose to walk naked in glass.
Blood is our joy.
Then pain is never more.
Joy M.
11-5-00
(Published 03')
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