poem #1
We call jealousy the red-eyed monster
With my rugged and unattractive features
I've been battling that demon my whole life
ugly, popped, disgusting, i've been called all
To me jealousy is a feature of hatred
people are jealous of me like a tiger is of a lion
if you stop loving me little by little
I shall stop loving you little by little.
I am using simile and metaphor
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