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My Thoughts about Thieves

He walked in here like he owned the place,
Picked up my words . . . and read them.
He didn't care that they were private,
or unfinished.
Didn't he know that he was stealing . . .
from my mind?
I never said he could share . . . my thoughts.
Sometimes no one is allowed to share my words
They come from inside me
They are a part of me . . . my soul.
I don't need the frustrations,
Of fearing that he's in my head . . .
Stealing my thoughts.
They can't be replaced.
Someone stole my money once . . .
\But I got some more.
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Poetry.com 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 16 reviews.
Amber Whitehead More than 1 year ago
Nicole Lejeune Flores More than 1 year ago
You can always get more money but your thoughts are yours ; )
mylce bon 12 months ago
i like it
Celumusa Macwele 7 months ago
you can earn as much as you can no limitation
Walt Sisikin 7 months ago
Excellent poem.  Very well written.  I liked it very much.
Talia Thorne 8 months ago
Love the style. I enjoyed the way you put to words the sacredness of thought.
Dips Lawati 30 days ago
Shannon Beaudette More than 1 year ago
nice piece
kathy k 6 months ago
Love the persona.
Sarah Danielle Roe More than 1 year ago
Nishank Mehta More than 1 year ago
Didn't quite get the last bit
Randy Markell More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed it, but it could use just a touch revision.
Coy Day More than 1 year ago
THe poem is good , Need to put moor Heart , moor expression ,more passion on the true lose
Nicole Kreidler More than 1 year ago
Interesting point of view
Lily Lily 7 months ago
well explained
ashley siders More than 1 year ago
there's mystery behind it...
don't know who that was...
was it you? or someone else? :)
Autumn Campbell 3 months ago
Who's to know We are Equal; Aren't we?
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