Grand Theft Auto

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Submitted: October 10, 2016

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Grand Theft Auto

“Help!” he shouted, in fear for his life. His world was collapsing.
The safe had been opened.
All of his money, time and treasures are being released .
“One wish that's all!” wondering hesitantly.
No time for contrition, No time for scrutiny, Time spills in the hourglass. “One wish
To keep my arms steady, too much pressure,

My arm's heavy”.
Gentle pain he inhale as his fear reeks through his pores.
How do he disguise his visibility?
Who will secure his shores.
His heart beats like a 10 speed,
Time's up!
He's the last of a dying breed.
And although his safe is being emptied of all his money ,time , and treasures. He frighteningly murmured  “Even if my one wish doesn’t get submitted, if I die remember I did not forsake my integrity, I died with it.





 


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