Vice Poem by Thomas Dooley

Always in a fight with my self

Because of the good or bad, I've felt

The thought goes through my head

Just want to taste it and feel it again



Vice, wrong or right

Always have to think twice

Temptation tells you is it nice

Just one more try

Now you're caught in the vice



Had control I could see my goal

What will it be when I am old

A seed will never grow

If you don't plant it in the soil



Vice, right or wrong

Fighting the thoughts all day long

Proving to my self I can be strong

Temptation gets in my head

Now I am caught in its vice



All the good work I have done

Gave it up for a moment of fun

Just to get back where I been I have to run

No more moments in the sun



Vice, wrong or right

Just want to live my life

Nothing wrong with being nice

Don't want to lose got keep my pride

Fighting my way out of this vice





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