Torturous Games
She wasn’t known by many but she was a thief to me
Every time she came around she took a piece of me
She robbed my words causing me to go speechless
She took my breath leaving me gasping for air
She held my mind captive to her vindictive games but I gave my heart to her and never asked for it in return. She took anything she wanted with a smile; she made a crime scene of my heart. Everything she had I was glad to give away. She was my thief and I was her victim always playing this game.
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