Thieves Poem by Stefanie Fontker
Thieves
Rating: ★4.8
Even on the brink of death,
Bleeding from my mouth
And blessed with dead nerves,
I will not give it to you.
You will never own my heart,
My love, my ideology, my being.
I will keep my individuality.
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Dave Walker
16 October 2011
Really like this, willing to die rather than give in to somebody. Great write.
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5/5/2024 9:01:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow! Stefanie! What a short but powerful write! I honestly identify with it 100% Being oneself is one the most important characteristics in a person! Pride and Humility carry a heavy burden but it is worth dealing with it for the sake of one's freedom! God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from NYC...