Something To Die For

Sun, 02/02/2014 - 05:41 -- MorkEd
My pockets have been picked
But why mine?
They are nearly empty
The paper goes as it comes in
There must be a hole in there
Who would do such a thing?
I am nothing but a peasant.
I guess it adds up
I wonder where they got their talents. 
People like me would kill for something like that. 

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