The hand that begs the hand that steals

 I see it in your eyes

you will be the death of me

you the hand that begs of me,

will be the hand that kills me

your eyes, the rove and wonder for more

despising the little I give you,

wanting the more I have.

Restless wandering thief

the heart of a murderer

you steal as I give

angry that I have

your skills I need

your presence I dont.

You of the hand that begs, the hand that steals 

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