Heart Robber
Cast away negative tots
They re ntn bt disturbing dots
I'm of great fret
Of what d pregnant u could deliver
I hold hatred for regret
A reason why i'm a believer
I believe u to b a thief
Ma sleeping hrt u stole
U re indeed a perfect gunner
Woke in ur hands bt i'm no runner
Fell in love with ma captor
Ironically spelled!!!!
Finding sweetness in misfortune
It turned around and brings fortune.
MRS HEART ROBBER
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