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Thief

 

The worst kind of thief is this.
Crept up and stole our last kiss.
Footsteps it took, silent and sly.
Stole from me our last goodbye.

Alarm bells, they did not ring.
If they did, I didn't hear a thing.
It ran off, with most of my mind.
The cruellest thief you'll ever find.

Broke into my heart, stole the lot.
Flashes of the past, is all I've got.
In those flashes, I see many a face.
People I loved and cannot replace.

A greedy thief, even took my soul.
Over when I cry, it's got control.
A million memories, already gone.
So let me keep my precious last one.

It's the memory of you, that I keep.
I think of you now as I drift into sleep.
To that loving memory, I cling on tight.
Please thief, don't steal that tonight.

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