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Poem #312

You don’t talk much and I am an overthinker.
Your silence shouts loudly in my mind.
Please tell me something, even if its dark.
Draw a map for me before I jump to conclusions
and jump out of your life. I can’t read your mind
but I can read too much between the lines.

8 replies on “Poem #312”

I’ve felt like this when I didn’t want to assume anything bad about a person in my life and wanted them to speak to me but ended up entertaining these negative thoughts. Great poem Luna.

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