ThiefA Poem by BrinaMarie
Alright, here I go again trying to rhyme,
So let's start this one with "once upon a time" Well. Once upon a time In an alternate line, Came word of a crime And certain is I, When I say it was committed, With no question of "who did it?" Because he blatantly admitted, And was then simply acquitted, The crime was done in the name of theft, In which he performed it fully deft, He took his prize and out the window it he heft, So silently as if his dwelling he had never left. And the item that he chose to take, Was one that is impossible to make, It can never be thought as fake, And must be careful not to break. And now he has achieved his goal. For it was my heart that he had stole.
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Added on March 5, 2013 Last Updated on March 25, 2013 AuthorBrinaMarieAboutI abide by the rules of creativity. Rule one: there are no rules. Yay for paradoxes! A little about me, now, I suppose. I love books, which is obvious. Anything fiction floats my boat. I love.. more..Writing
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