Poems of A Bored Teen

Thief

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You little thief.

Sneaking in

Breaking out

You've stolen my heart

Without a doubt

You played with it

And then you're done.

You're bored

You're tired

So you broke it for fun

I cried for that heart

I bled so much just to mend it again!

But now and then

A thief- you- comes

And my defense is reduced to nothing.

You steal it

You play with it

You get bored

You break it

And I'm left crying on a dark empty street picking up whatever's left of the pieces.

That's how it always is.

But I'm running out of glue

And that's all because of you!

I'm tired of bleeding and mending

Of fixing my heart-

Of cleaning up the mess you made!

.

.

.

But perhaps of the many times you've stolen my heart,

I was also at fault.

Because I left the windows open

When I should've locked it in a vault.

I secretly liked the cycle.

How condemning.

So now, you run away for the nth time.

But as I watch you speed off,

A plan forms in my mind.

What if,

Just what if,

I try to steal your heart too?

And commit the same crime at the same time?

Would I become yours?

And you mine?

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