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not real but good ideas (by false god)
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as i sat here and listened to you
theses voices inside said to hurt you
looking all peiceful at you
like there was nothing wrong
but as the voices talked more
it just seemed more and more clear
they were right
i know the voices arent real but they are so right
the last look given one so twisted
all so quiet now
you had me locked up
why?
because i could realize
that these voices never really exsisted
but the speech given in my mind to hurt you just seemed too really to deal with any other way than to listen to
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