GreedA Poem by RTBI sit amongst a million men, I hold myself to not one sin, I think of me and call for help, To get myself all you've dealt, Apreciate not what i get, But instead i get upset, The next i want is the thing i need, I want it all unfullfilled.. my greed. © 2010 RTB |
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