Sean Hart

Thieves In The Night

Its like a subtle substance in my veins
An impacting liquid distorting my vision
A seeping acid eating through chains
Breaking into my heart with grave precision

A timeless feeling of absolute power
A thief in the night creeps inside
Searching my heart with each passing hour
Stealing whatever my thoughts can provide

Poem Submitted: Friday, December 9, 2005

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