I am a thief,
But I am in love with my crime.
How can one not be,
when the prize is ever so heavenly?
You see, I love her.
So I indulged myself on her sweet essence,
As I engulfed her existence into my van.
You see, I want her.
So I chained her pale body onto mine,
As I hammered nails onto her frail heart
She will not leave.
But you see, I need her.
So I stay in hiding,
As I focus my whole being on hers.
For she is all I need and desire
in this wretched life of sin.
I am a thief,
But I am so in love with my crime.
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Romanticising Sadness
PuisiSadness deserves recognition and love as much as happiness. - A compilation of original poetry/quotes. - • • • <3 • • • All content displayed is fictional and based on my own ideas and imagination, any similarities with other stories...
