You took her from me
You told her things about me
You knew they weren't true
And now she's gone
Because of you
I do not miss her
Since she believed a snake like you
I have no more love for her
I only have this to ask
Do you feel bigger now?
Has this made you a better person?
Why were you mad?
Because she chose me?
Or because I chose her?
Who made you jealous?
Jealousy is a poison arrow
Though you are still standing
It has killed you inside
And I do not feel for you

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