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Voices
The voices scream and the tears stream.
The pain increases and the power is defeated.
No one sees my pain, they say they know I am sane.
But I feel different, like I’m trapped in a prison.
I can’t see straight, I feel I am the Devil’s bait.
The voices they know, I officially can’t let go.
The very touch from him is what reminds me of my sin.
Pass the Jack Daniel’s so that I can release my inner scandal.
You think you know me, well shall we see what you know?
I want not to be soul bound but I’m treated like a hound.
Found on the side of a one way street, listen.
My heart; she beats for the love that can not be found on Earth.
So I will wait as I’m buried in to dirt, who knew this would hurt?
The voices have ceased and my heart no longer beats.
Not for him, not for me, not even for the world.
Oh no, I used to just be a little girl...

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