Thief of Love.

As my days go, I keep longing for you

 

Not only you, the feeling you’ve left

 

You’re leaving my sad thoughts as see through

 

Stealing my sadness, you are the true theft

But, I’m snatching you of your innocence

 

stripping you of your first love, even mine

 

want to give only love, no incidents

 

I wish someone could just give me a sign

 

The scariest fear of a thief is being caught

 

I find myself fearing being without you

 

my mind, a war of feelings, and you fought

 

thank you for all, helping me to pull through

 

accomplice to the thief, is who I am

 

But I'd do anything to steal you, damn

 

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