thieves,
liars,
cheaters!
nothing more than a
clan of hungry beggars
but do you starve?
would your body wither
had you not stolen from me?
(i doubt it)
or would your greedy tongue
just be bored, without
denouncing,
insulting,
soiling,
that which is mine?
that which came from the
deepest confines of my soul?
you know,
you've broken my artistic heart.
 
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