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Thief...

door killea

Thief…



You came in the night you filthy thief
creeping in with the fading light,
no chance, no choice, feeder on grief,
iniquitous sneak you, yes you,
I know your name and your accomplice's too
like so many other thieves I have known
with faces and names, addresses, to quote
who stole from me, but none so fucking bold,
I found your work of art, he looked beautiful,
as he was before your long-arm reached,
to steal his gentle heart, your wretched timing bad,
but we will meet, when I take my last breath,
until then I will rage against you for this,
and call out your purblind name: DEATH.

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• andremoortgat
  Stolen Dreamscape
  I guess
  killea: indeed, Andre, thank you.
• ivo
  zeer mooi en ook wel heel moedig wat je schrijft
  killea: indeed Andre, thank you

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