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These voices


I hear voices you see,

They talk to me you know?

They are all diferent sets of me.

Some scream.

Some mumble.

One keeps going lalala.

But the biggest voice,

He likes to coo,

Gently,

He hates me,

Tells me mean things.

I hear voices you see,

They are a part of me,

Some are the past,

Some are the present

These voices you see,

They are me.

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