Thief

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As her hips sway to rhythm of song, She mischievously tempts young fools along.  Her matted mound of curly hair And viscious, cold, icy glare Leaves all the men imobile as stone
Thought: The Garage    Serious questions,  What are you hiding, You may not believe it, But the world actually wants to know, Like, Have you ever spent too much time hiding something, 
I'm scared of the manipulator I'm scared of the puppeteer I'm scared of the demon I am so scared of you From the second I saw you I knew I knew your tricks I knew how you operated
Light outside snapped and dipped around the old stone  and the clipped clean manicured lawn. i had to look up to meet your wild hurt gaze your fury at the top of the staircase above me 
He can only see what he remembersHe can only rememberThat which he wishes to forget
Hair. My hair is beautiful. I have the hair of a princess. Long and flowy, and shines in sun; perfect in every way  I deserve the hair of a princess. 100 brush strokes every night
Once upon a time, a Princess was forced to stay high in a tower—nope, not original. Once upon a time, a Princess was cursed to an eternal slumber—already been done!
Where is what he fought and died for? “Who?” I hear you asking. Dedan Kimathi! The man we love to forget. The man who turns in his unmarked grave every day, The man screaming in his grave right now at our betrayal!
He's got the charm of a devil, smile to prove it. She's got a mind full of fate, heart to win it. I've got a life full of time and no one to spend it on.
Thief. You stole my innocence. you stole my happiness. You stole my motivation. You stole my love.  You stole every emotion. Except anger, and fear, and an unnatural numbness.
We sit together again 'My parents are Fighting' I'm being pulled apart Like a string in Tug-of war Offer me your sympathy Take a little piece of me Joke with me again
One day I'll catch you pick pocketing my chest cavity. I'll catch you reaching past flesh without calamity. I'll catch you, hands stained with red taboo,
You came prepared with gun in hand
  Jealousy, The reality I had to live through Because realistically Writing is something I commit to Gotta sit through Defending my own conflict view
Having burst his bubble and never washing his face for what might have been stubble on the run never knowing what is to come in the open sun or rain Watching close by for someone to stray
Cancer is nothing but a thief. Steals from children, adults, and animals alike but has given to me much grief   When I was but a child at the age of seven  cancer that thief turned my life upside down 
It starts out fun, When romance has begun The world no longer can scare you. Don't let your guard down For that's when you'll drown Cause the thief takes all he is due
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