Steal my brain
My gain…
Rob my thoughts
My ideas; run as plots.
These actions easily forgiven;
The basics, cause no loss;
No sorrow no pain
but confidence.
My purpose served.
From my stolen plans,
movement began...
My thinking done
through the thief's application.
Hi once again related to this poem i have had it happen to me in the past it's your thoughts work or poetry from your brain noone elses well done another good write shelltrees.