An Intruder

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*This is part 2 of the People Change poem*

I found Myself an Intruder

after the World has gone to bed

it seemed His clothing had some Darkness

woven into every thread

as I stared He told Me boldly

that I had nothing He would take

He'd come calling just to tell Me

of a Promise He could make

"I am your every Fear embodied

I am your Doubts inside a form

I am the Unknown in the Ocean

and the Raging summer Storm

but I can give You a life

with Endless Hopes for You to chase

where Your Heart will never slow

back down to Normal resting Peace

and if the day's made You Promise

that is better than this seems

Just remember it's when I'm around

You allow Yourself to Dream."

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