She walked deep into the forest
With no hope of coming back.
For the thief of time was looking for her.
She looked at her left, then right side,
For the thief
She was scared of looking back
She always felt like the thief was following her.
Waiting for her to look back.
I guess they were right
If it's your time ,
Its your time.
She tripped, hit a rock and died.
The thief of time.
Death! came to claim her.
And there was nowhere she could hide.
Even in her closet.
She would have suffocated to death.
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