The green-eyed monster br How he consumes me br Such a suspicious glare br Rips from my eyes br Behold, I shy not br From such an imperfection br Shelter of my pride br I may lay in oblivion br Me, not he br To want- and need br Heed not, fight I will br I've won this battle br In my dreams br With envy serving br As my sword - victory! br Joy, crimson puddles br Though why? br Such dizziness could only- br Be a lie! The pain br Must be of sore muscles, br Yet you clutch- my heart br In your hands..