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Jul 2020
What am I supposed to do
with the thoughts inside my head
if not to speak them?
But who do I have
to speak them to?
(I wonder)
Who do I have to talk to but myself?
So my mind thinks the words
            and speaks the words
                    and hears the words
and thinks the words
            and speaks the words
                    and hears the words
and thinks the words
            and speaks the words
                    and hears the words
And over,
        and over,
              and over...
Until the words
don't sound like words anymore.
Vale Luna
Written by
Vale Luna  21/F/Michigan (USA)
(21/F/Michigan (USA))   
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   Ezbon Kancharla and Sushant
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