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Can't Live Without


What is this voice in my head, It tells me thing that I had never said. It speaks on its own and says of all things, It remains me that there more than one in me. I can say, I can speak but I could never be free Like the voice in my head that can ramble on about everything and not call attention, That can speak it's own mind with the very affection that no one will hear, no one but me But that's just the voice in my head telling me. It keeps me sain and never alone, It's hard to control but that's okay I think, It's like a different side to me. I let it be as it lets me be And we talk through the night till I fall asleep.
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