My bike was stolen.
And I want to cry,
but rather instead
I wish the theif to die. (maybe a bit dramatic)
I will hunt you down
And discover my bike.
I'm sure there are many
Who know what this feels like.
Please come home my dear
I miss you so already.
If you are enjoying your time away
At least come home when you are ready.
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