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Your eyes are the mirror of

soul you know they flash with

envy the impotence of your

character fortunes of others

will cauce your death

youre sitting like a dog in a

manger suffocated by waves of

your own poison you know

where your hatred comes

from your envy seems senselles

its vicious and bad

you live in fear of your

uselessnes all that you left is

not worth mentioning endless

envy nibbles at you and kills

slowly you are scared of

your own shadow

the silhoulette if which is

that of a rat. perish!

you dont understand why

they are succesfful you just

sit, drink and envy

endless envy

however, its only a dream

you live a fear ...

the silhouette ...

you can see their bodies

wallowing in the

pools of envy