The blackest of sins
Born from a desire
For another life
Look over the fence
The grass is greener
The rose tint of glass
Distorts perspective
You see what you see
Yet without knowing
Money can’t buy love
Yet you yearn for it
Gucci and beauty
Camera flashes
Stark approbation
Shattered privacy
Sycophantic lies
Stalkers, accusers
Your life not your own
No freedom from press
Trapped by the trappings
Walk one mile in shoes
Not your own and know
A green eyed monster
Kills only his host.
Written in response to Fandango’s one word prompt.
Have a super Sunday one and all
Lisa x
How well you have written about the evils of envy.
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Thank you Sadje and have a great Sunday :O) x
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Thanks a lot.
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Brilliant Lisa
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Thanks sweetie – have a super Sunday :O) x
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Definitely not the hostess with the mostest……..
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Definitely not ;O)
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I have nurtured it at times, as have we all!
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Indeed Peter, I’d put my hand up to that one ;O) x
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You captured the whole “envy thing” very well. Nice job!
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Thank you :O) x
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A wonderful indictment of celebrity
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so good and so very true!
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Thanks so much :O) xx
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