Envy

Driven mad with jealousy
His every sin makes me bleed
I imagine my tears taste heavenly
To a demon lust is his only need

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Posted on November 15, 2019 by PoeEternalPosted in micropoetry, PoeEternal, poetry, WritingTagged desires, destruction, devil, lies, lust, micropoem, micropoetry, PoeEternal, poems, poetry, writing.

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