A Lonely Thief
Killer of my emotions, last piece of a dying heart
Presented on a silver plate, taken by murder apart
Love then stolen by lies, crushed under boots toe
Tales weaved, twisted, tossed feelings to and fro
Vanishing warmth, every early tear
Spilled jet drops of tedious pain and fear
Hard bondage so bitter, my childlike animal grief
Sunken eyes, sad dullness, hearts killer a lonely thief
Copyright © Andrea Travis | Year Posted 2013
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