You walk in, in a dreamy black suit,

A feisty green aura surrounding you,

Your icy cold hands touch mine,

Till they tangle themselves together,

Is it my time to shine?

You take me by the water,

Drown me,

Leave me helpless in the cold,

While you shine bright.

Your warmth gives me hope to survive,

While your cold hands push me in the water.

What are you I ask,

When it strikes me,

You can only be Jealousy,

Cause Jealousy is a hard one to fight.

 

 

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