I have stolen lives
Of the faces that don't have names.
With only words to serve as their memories
And as every page goes to create a different story.
To become friends with a person who can only exist between these lines.
A whole new universe to explore that will never be mine to call home.
I've ripped and plundered,
created and destroyed
all these strangers
who have become my friends.
Within these pages I have
built a home
for all the souls inside.
.
So if I were to ****** a person
in any kind of way;
it is here they would stay
among the pages
where all the old souls
remain.