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Voices confuse my eagr mind and some are rarely kind. I still remember the words spoken for the first time I was Broken. I dwell so much, I live in my hell. I have fallen down that darkened well. To hear and be stained, emotionaly drained with no meaning you do it again. Up for days, no sleep my mind does race, to skinny the stress is on my face. Live the loss of winners with no throphies to bare. Split Personalities crash when connected, who would have thought we would be rejected. Lost and alone, but you still have your throne, but yet you feel like the dog who was tossed a bone. Come when your called even sit on command, so when is the time You'll take a stand if the power is taken right from you own hand.
Written By:
Crystal Ann Levesque
November 2nd 2005
