You look away
To the eavesdropping trees
And exclaim harshly
At my feelings.
No use for reasons,
I utter them in letters
Too much of a word
To confess.
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I never suggest a change; but find the 'of 'out of place in the second last line. You have captivated the scene extremely well within the short poem. Congrats, may you always write with the emotional charm you display. -Jai