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I stole a life

mistakenly

one night

I slaughtered the life

with a feminine

knife

Agonized

I didn’t

when I discovered

the slip

Coz sewing the split

must have been

the reason

for the slit

I stole a life

when I

named Life

I split a nucleus in two

Stole wings

from those who flew

Beating hearts

lay clasped in my hands

As I strolled thru their lands

and uncovered their plans

Trespassing they claim

as I walked thru My Day

Larceny the crime

but the victims are blind

They gave it away

I didn’t even pay

or ask for their share

of this endless

pie in the sky

Didn’t want it

or claim it

or need to make it mine

Coz mine it is

and mine it was

and mine it will always be

But yours is yours

Not mine to take

And yours it is

And always was

and will always be

even when you don’t see

But yours you’re not

when you blind your heart

with glasses painted

with lies and illusions

and bittersweet delusions

The blame I took

when I discovered their plight

but the more I write

the more I think

some other crook

is the one that took

this flame I hook