Ode to the liar and thief

Who crept about
In the dark of night
With trembling hands
For fear he might
Yet be discovered?
Filling his pockets
Lined with lies
Lined with intent
Like a vampire of old
Feeding on the blood
Unrequited love
While truth his sunlight
– his kryptonite

Ode to the liar and thief!

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