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voices speak
they ask
"whats the matter?"
"are you okay?"
My voice replies
"nothing."
"im fine."
eventually the voices go away
eventually you believe the lies
eventually you stop feeling
then you break
you fall apart
and no ones there to care
because eventuslly you push them all away
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