Who is envy?


Is she the green eyed monster of legend

or the modern princess, glittering in jewels?


Does she have a smile like cotton candy

and the wrath of a fallen army?

Or is she like glass-

Transparent and broken?

Does her voice crack and whine

or does it ring out like a Queen’s?

Maybe she only dances like the devil- fleeting and untrue.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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