I was a monster kissing cold mirrors, <br />Drowning in cold sweat and living in crystals, <br />The night was dead and the night was clear, <br />So I turned rags into riches, knives into pistols, <br />I was a crook and I was a thief, <br />Stealing golds and robbing dreams, <br />If were a perfect stem, <br />I'd belong to a broken leaf, <br />I was a serpent and I owned the sea, <br />I stole the sun and laid it right under me, <br />I am a savage since I stole a moon and made it my bed, <br />But its hard to sleep with a thousand lions surrounding my head, <br />I'm just a monster kissing cold mirrors, <br />I'm just a serpent out to sea, <br />Mistaken for a crook, <br />I'm really just a thief.<br /><br />Timothy Quevedo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cold-mirrors/
