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King of Thieves
By Alexandra L. FitzGerald
I stopped breathing,
And with a single syllable you made me fall.
Like ice cream for a child,
I melt all over you at the touch of your hands,
And at the radiance of your sun I start to drip away.
Granulated and hard to see through,
You have an impenetrable wall,
Harboring no visible deformities,
Always Breathtaking
Breath Leaving
Air Stealing.
Thief of hearts,
You stole mine and ran away,
Forgetting to give it all back.
A scared runaway on the back of train,
Handkerchief tied around a stick.
I kind of laughed when you said, 'I love you',
Knowing it all to be one of your Juvenile lies.
So you tried to make it real with
Kisses and Stitches that hold my seams in place.
One day they pulled apart and I was left without my Sewing kit.
Never Breathtaking
Breath Leaving
Air Stealing,
At least that's your simple way.
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