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Voices from beyond
Voices from beyond and afar.
Are talking to my adding to my fears.
They are driving me mad.
Sending me around the bend.
Making life all the more twisted.
Voices grind me down.
Keep it to myself.
I wont let on.
Not that people who should listen do anyways.
The voices are after me pushing me
Into an early grave.
They want me dead.
And they want me gone
poem
by
Amy Louise Kerswell
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