STEALA Poem by Thomas SawyerThe glint of the ring is irresistible The beat of my heart tells me i want it My eyes steady, no longer under my control I know there is only one thing to fo STEAL I tell myself i don't need it My heart tells mr to forget it But its precious stone must grace my finger I will do the one thing i mustn't STEAL I stare at the object of my lust Its value now like a grain of sand on the beach Sad is howi feel, pathetic is what i am The day passes away, but one thing i know i'll do again STEAL! © 2011 Thomas SawyerAuthor's Note
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