its color is described as green
but from my perspective I have seen
its damages and they have been
the fieriest of red-orange flames,
stoked by mind games,
then scalded by ever-fervent claims and blames
of betrayal and devastation,
pre-meditation, calculation,
resulting in relationship mutilation.
The final color for participation
is a soul-scorching blue.
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Fifty Shades of Jealousy
It's a cataclysmic prism

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