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My Life

While voices surround me ringing out Life like a tape recorder on fast-forward I take a breath, try to see straight I let it all go, roll off me Like rain on a windshield without wipers Voices start to fade The pounding silences Rain subsides I can live again My life

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 1/6/2012 8:06:00 PM
a young man in our church was diagnosed with schizophrenia I believe he was hearing voices.....and did some stupid things. I never know what to say to him....it seems to have messed up his future....
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