I first silently stalk my prey
This is my design
I think about walking away
This is my design
I think over my plans
This is my design
Wipe the sweaty palms onto my pants
This is my design
I acted on what I needed to do
This is my design
Ripped the back into two
This is my design
Now as angels watch over my place to sleep
This is my design
I sit quietly as I begin to weep
This is my design
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A good start with a nice poem, Riley. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.