Story of a Thief
I open up my mind.
You open up your mouth.
My words flow out of yours.
And then they're mine no more.
Secrets flowing freely.
No more locked away.
And as they pour all over.
I begin to drown.
This was my trust, this was my mind.
Now I'm a slave to your whims and lies.
No more to tell you, it's all been told,
No more to let loose, the stories unfold.
You kicked me down.
They stamped me out.
My shadow's not mine.
My head is a book.
So when you now sit.
On a throne of crushed friends.
Remember what I said.
They don't know you yet.
That was your trust, that was your mind.
Now you're a slave to those you brought down.
Your cries and tears fall on deaf ears.
And we take back what's rightfully ours.
We're caught in this cycle.
Each one of us.
I've been the victim.
I've been the killer.
And until we are all gone.
It's a thief's feast.
This was my trust, this was my mind.
Now it's the time to leave it behind.
It's in our blood to strive for the best.
But we'll wash our hands in another one's sins.
Credited to Shortround27
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