Thief’s Honour

I’m hiding beneath my tunic another's own, My fingers clasped in priceless fold. I hold in my Mind a moments grandeur, Of birth bleak but existence infinite. Bourne in Nonchalant cast, Betraying not the Tempest within; It ravages my being demanding mention, to Leave and let Live, to be free. Were it my lot to …

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I’m stuck in a solitary contraption Serving time devoid of Progress, Living in an infinite moment devoid of regress. I’m stuck…. Stuck in this my life’s Detention. Once Dull, stationary it now stands In motionless magic, A spell of great Seduction. For you mi-Lady we wait; Yeah of gesture grand hath wounded Us, See how …

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