Lily Valley Poet Rhyme

The draconian state

I steal the time and i steal the heart,
I steal the memories and i steal the scars,
I was a thief who stole for love,

But finally they caught me deciding how should I'd punished as I was a thief who stole laughter,
I was a thief who stole sadness,
But it was a crime they said in the end, 
Would they burn me or buried me alive,
Would they behead me or cut me alive,

I accept any punishment as I was a thief who likes to steal the pain,
No draconian law affects me or cage me as I became a thief who stole the freedom and fate,

I died laughing as crimson was dripping from my flesh,
In the end I was called a thief who stole his own death.

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