I slipped in and dropped the drop,
watched it dry to a disappeared stop.
Then I turned and walked away,
left the room without a word to say.
I could feel the eyes behind they look,
they didn't notice the stuff I took.
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Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Sounded dangerous?
An unperceived theft in this write. Well done in rhyme.
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