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Everytime
you tell me how bad my mood is
you kill it even more.
You annoy me
with your questions
and how you always want to know
what i think or how i feel.
I hate it
how you say i need to open up.
Because everytime
you do these things;
I close myself
more and more from you
-when you ask me why i am mad
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Loud Thoughts II 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲✔
Poetry»To the thinkers instead of talkers. The ones with an exploding head but closed lips. To the ones, who think it's better to be quiet instead of telling everything that goes on in their mind and in their life. The ones with ideas and hopes or drea...
