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Sep 2010
It brings to life
A violent monster in my stomach,
Clawing; Screaming;
Rushing to devour what's left of my sanity.
So powerful;
It steals my breath away,
And brings me to my knees,
And there's nothing I can do,
And that's it.
It's new, it's strange.
I can't decide;
This raw emotion all can see.
Unfamiliar and unnecessary;
But not entirely unnatural.
Tell me; tell me:
Who likes jealousy?
I overdid the punctuation but, hey, what can you do?
Molly White
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Molly White  Orlando
(Orlando)   
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     emm, Charlotte Greenstock and D Conors
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