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Feb 2013
This jealousy that's inside my heart,
it hurts to harbor.
When I see her look at you it starts.
My blood begins to boil,
I feel my stomach churn.
Oh how I hate this toil,
this uncomfortable burn.
She's supposed to be my friend;
but when she speaks to you,
I ask myself, when will it end?
Her pointless talk and flirtacious eyes,
truly, she ****** me off -
this feeling is so hard to disguise.
Can I keep this up much longer?
Does anyone else see my demise?
As my feelings for you grow stronger,
this jealousy continues to burn my insides.
Samantha Heimroth
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Samantha Heimroth  Albany-area
(Albany-area)   
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