The Theft - Poem by J.R. Tinoco
You've discovered my weakness; uncovered my flaw
Yet, you never bore witness to your breaking the law.
It must have been taken with your books one day.
My heart, now your possession, you took it away.
I tried to retrieve it; though I never begged.
So many games were played with my love-stricken head.
I was never compensated, so I have come to ask-
May I please at least have what's left of it back?
You never gave yours- I say you broke the law
when you stole my heart and uncovered my flaws.
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