The stolen knight

He stole the riches. He stole the gold. He stole the rites the writes the rights! He stole the loves. He stole the life. He stole the book. He stole the fire. He stole the wind out of the window. He stole the thought from my head. He stole the name from my license. He stole the sense from my brain. He stole the body and the brain and the skull. He stole the heart and the eyes. He stole the passed the past and the PA ST. He stole the present the presence the gifts. He stole the futures. He stole time. He stole the light. He stole the forest. He stole the dream. He stole the voice. He stole the mind. He stole the soles of my feet and sold them for drink. He stole my teeth and fed them to the dog. He stole my family and stole their fight. He stole the world then stole the second. He stole the moon and the sun but the stars were to far away. He stole the planets. He stole the Bible and the words. He stole the breath from my lungs. He stole the blood from my veins and the sites of my eyes. He stole the sound from my ears. He stole the spine from my back. He stole the stem if my brain and the lite of my eyes. He stole me. He stole me. He stole me. He stole me. He stole me. He stole me. He stole me. He stole me. He stole the knight I was born and the able tie from my hands. He stoley DNA. He even stole my ST. Even and my key from me. He stole the bed from my grave and even stole half my face. But He forgot one thing. One thing he forgot he will never steal or be stolen. He stole the universe and the multitude and the credit and the afterlife from us. Yet I, Me. Am the theif? He is named. Q You I 2. And then you are named Q 2 I 2 and never I again. He is now named I and reaps the rewards of I 2. Yet I, Me. Am the theif, the kid a joke to be blamed for a stolen life that belonged to I, me. Now I 2 and never I again. So now I 2 am the Thief and NEVER will I 2 see I again face to face. For I V. Am here and hear to Kill Quill. 4 God.