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Envy by deviantseer

They’ve locked the open door
With haste - just as before;
We’ve knocked for them, therefore,
They waste their time much more.

Their core is what we’ve shocked;
Right there they’ve laughed and balked
At lore of which we’ve talked
And where we’ve freely walked.

They’ve blocked the ways to scare,
Erased the thoughts we dare,
And mocked what we ensnare -
Incased in lies they bear.

Their war on hate is based;
A glare that is misplaced
While sore and much disgraced -
Aware our hearts they’ve chased.

Envy

deviantseer

18 November 2021 at 06:01:06 MST

This is a poem about jealousy with interlocking middle and end rhymes in iambic trimeter.

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