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Oct 2011
I saw jealousy clearly.
She was beautiful outside, but ugly within.
She had darting eyes, and stabbed only when the back was turned.
I saw her green skin and dark eyes
And heard her accuse me in an envious tone,
And I felt cautious.
practicing personification....
Written by
Miss Hannah
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