Envy, that monster that fills our hearts with malice.

Its constant spirit of abhorrence, never ending. 

Aspirations turned into avarice.

Envy, the demon that sours our dearest relationships like time sours the sweetest milk. 

All empathy is drained from our very souls like the nutrients deprived from a newborn babe.

Allies become enemies. 

Hearts eaten up by hatered and turned stone cold.

Envy, it's evil takes over and creates an army of megalomaniacs. 

Never caring, never ceasing sorrow.

An aeon of chaos created from a moment of yearning. 

A moment of greed.

Envy, the enemy of all. 

Upon our deepest desires, it feeds.


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