She Stole It
She stole it
The moment I saw her
She took it from me
I don't mind though
When I found her again
She still had what she took
Al that time
After years
I thought I got it back
But then she just took it again
She stole it with love
She stole it with cuteness
She stole it with beauty
She has taken what was mine
She has taken what belongs to me
She has taken what I will now call hers
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