Make them stop I beg
Get them out please!
They’re all in my head,
Voices.
Calling out so loud
“End your life now
Make us ev’r so proud,”
Voices.
(now read it backwards)
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You write lovely poetry.
That was beautiful.
The voices just want us to die. They take over and don’t leave until we do.