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Click hereYou lie awake with eyes sewn tight
nevermore will you yearn
for rewards you have not won
nor, in your lifetime, earned.
Envy has you in its frozen grasp,
your cold heart, icy fingers bind,
it is not hunger that feeds and gnaws
upon your churning, burning mind.
Need, twisting deep inside your soul,
a choking, clinging vine,
sucking up your happiness,
leaving a hollow man behind.
My friend, love not these things
That others sow and reap,
Love, instead your fellows
Valued treasures you must keep.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,000 poems.
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Another in this poet's sinful series.
Unfortunately the style varies
as does the quality.
They read as if the poet posts as she writes.
It might be better to finish all seven and view them as a whole before releasing any of them