A poem about a spy.
Creeping and hiding
Away in the dark
No one is finding
The place now and hark
Villages sickly
Tiptoes upon
Reaping the benefits
When the light gets flicked on
No one is there
But the reason is clear
I don’t want to worry
To get caught is to fear
That was VERY well written I love how you are writting about a spy becuase that is very original, and as I read your poem I could connect it to other things, too. You are very talented writer and I look forward to reading your other poems. I would like to give you some advice from one poet to another. Perfection is not needed, if you can’t rhyme every line or stick to whatever pattern you follow it doesnt matter. Thats what makes poetry natural and free that fact that it doesnt follow anything. You have a gift and dont let anybody tell you that you dont. Keep writting 
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