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I Stole Your Heart

Was I crazy to think I was entitled to your heart? Oh, excuse me. This is exactly what entitlement looks like. The audacity, to even write in these exclusive parts. How dare I put down in ink, my emotions or feelings about you? If they truly ask, would you tell them the truth? How crazy it is to think I stole your heart? This heart that has only one owner and is only shared when it desires to, "but I love you". Was I crazy to think I was entitled to your heart? For me, to loan you mines, then for you to rip it apart. Oh, excuse me! I guess I'm to blame, knowing I should have known better, "these" same games. How crazy it is to think I stole your heart? Apparently, it wasn't mines from the start.

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