The theif in the nightA Poem by Sarah
The theif in the night,
He is handsome and charming, Loyal and sly, In the time it took for me to realize, he stole somwthing from me, what was it? well that i can not explain, there are many others like him, but there is only one per person, i have found my theif, but i found him sooner than i realized, most spend their whole lives looking for him. but me? God showed me mine. he tole something frail and meaningful. this man, he stole my heart, the same thing that has been broken and abused, he also stole my pain away, he replaced it with something else, he replaced it with love and the feeling of being needed, has brought this soul, that once was dead, but because of him, is alive and kicking, i found the owner of my heart.
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1 Review Added on July 7, 2015 Last Updated on July 7, 2015 AuthorSarahAbouti am 21 i have been through you can say through hell and back but currently stuck on my way back. i ride horses and i write as a second nature. i vent through my writing and my metaphors are sometime.. more..Writing
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