Theft
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If someone stole the sun,
I would check your passion—
It burns just as strong.
If someone stole the stars,
I would check your eyes—
There is no end in site.
Stereotypes exist because of..:
Muslims who blow things up,
Christians who wrongfully judge,
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
Give me my soda, I won't ask you twice
I need it right now, the essence of my life
I'll count to three: one, two, okay now give it to me
Do you see me laughing? This isn't a joke
So I messed up again and this time it was worse
Almost leaving in a cop car, the next will be a hearse
I made a simple mistake and at the time it wasn’t that bad
Just take these two shirts and stuff em in my bag
