Silent Poet

Jealousy is the beast that devourers me,
rages, the vagueness, that sets my soul a blaze,
Controls every thought, my movement, as it takes centre stage.
As i try and surpress this all conquering beast,
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Behind the weeping window, so much is unclear.
Theres darkness outside, but its grim in here.
The window weeps with the cries of distress,
The house echos noises, theres so much unrest.
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Battered and bruised, he was lying on the floor.
so many chackles an cheers as he cowards even more.
blow after sinister blow, he tries to rise.
Seeing all those stars flickering in his eyes
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