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Maybe I'm Suffering From Alexithymia

Noted Nest

By Aidén Düffeild


I'm not shy,

Nor do I dislike you,

Nor am I afraid of pry.

I just struggle with

The silence of my heart

And the words to convey to you,

To tell you, "How much I love you."

Maybe I'm suffering from alexithymia

Or from the fear of rejection,

Where words fail to capture

My words of affection...


By Aidén Düffeild

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