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her skin is green and over my shoulder, she smiles her sublime smile at people i catch the eyes of. hair wavier than the ripples of the sea, and the voice that makes way through her mouth and into my head unflinchingly bitter, she throws her head back at laughs with full intent every time i repeat those words that aren't mine.

the tendrils of her hair wrap their way around my neck and move me like a puppet; 

they wire their way into my thoughts and dismantle them until i'm capable of feeling no other emotion except the hideous, rotten green that she is herself.

her burden sits heavy on my back but little do i realize that it's increasing with the tick of the clock. and it's going to go on until she crumbles my spine into a million bitsy pieces and leaves me a shell.

the terrain around me reeks alongside my corrupted soul, and she, who is called envy, is the one to blame.

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a/n

thank you for helping me find the inspiration for this one, lovely ♥