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Voices In My Head 6-17-05

I hear voices in my head
Telling all the things to do
Telling me what to wear
Getting mixed up with my mind
Getting lost in words
Becoming nothing but lies
But into never ending worlds
That will turn into a never ending hell
But these are just voices
That everyone has
Just waiting to be heard
In a never ending past.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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