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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