deep down inside me is a thief,
u may call it a passionate thief,
a thief who doesn't want to steal neither gold nor diamond,
but yeahh! ! a hell more precious thing,
no its not any material he wants to steal,
he just want to steal the moments of your eyes blinking,
the moments of your lips making beautiful curves,
the darkness of your hairs,
the softness of your voice,
he just want to steal your heart...
no he is not going to steal and and run away,
he just want to stay there...standing in front of you,
waiting for your smile and offering his heart in exchange! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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