The Thief
By Cpick •
He’ll creep in
As silent as a whisper of wind
You shall not hear him as he descends
Into your home without a sound
For he shall not leave, until what he wants, he’s found
The quiet little thief, no one has seen him
For the reason that he belongs wholly to another kingdom
He has slipped in and he will slip out
He’ll have his prize without a doubt
Taking the goods back to his precious
Receiving that smile that had seemed so infectious
Even knowing deep within
That stealing is his great sin
He'll not give it a second thought
For he now has her love
For which he has longingly fought.
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