Jealous at



written by: LukaKorba



I’m jealous of her bathroom mirror,
Which sees her face every morning.
I’m also jealous of her bed sheets,
And blankets which she uses to keep,
Her mesmerizing legs, warm.

Mood swings, they just come and go,
But fortunately for me,
She is a beautiful mourner.

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