Othello

Green eyed monster, grotesque, so strangely beautiful,

You are anything but.

Your aura chants “humanity” but a human instinct,

You are anything but.

Monstrous you make me, corruption you feed me.

Oh I hate what I’ve become,

 I hate the green of my eyes.

You tortured my innocence,

You thrived off my purity,

And now I’m lost,

You lost, we lost,

We, a team, inseparable you are from me now.

Oh what I’ve become. 

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