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Stolen...Then Shattered

Trouble maker,

Heart breaker,

Oh Mr. Player,

 

You set your eyes on me,

A single thought,

Beauty.

 

Another conquest,

A rather simple test.

That is what I am,

To you.

 

May this be true?

I believe so.

My only though,

Was oh.

 

It was only a matter of time,

Your only goal wa,

To steal my heart,

And call me yours,

A few simple words of yours,

"You're mine".

 

My heart was,

In fact,

Stolen.

 

Then gone,

Blown away by fierce winds,

Were the few shattered pieces,

Left of my heart.

 

Consider your,

Mission complete.

Because I am left,

Crying in the face of defeat.

 

Trouble maker,

Heart breaker,

Oh Mr. Player,

You've shattered me.

◄ Stuck In The Deep End

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