MR ( / Las Vegas, Nevada, USA)


Jealousy, jealousy out of control,
is the real one thing,
that robs one's soul. Put in front of common sense,
attitude, and disposition,
become too intense. Cannot take back words gone wild,
stomping and, acting
like a spoiled child. Jealousy robs the brain and soul,
jealousy running with no control. Immature and insecure,
only one thing is for sure,
confidence and trust
is the cure.

by Marie Rosas

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