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Everywhere I Hear Voices

Night Makes Them Scary.

Is it me They Want?

I Do Not Anticipate To Think

The Destiny I Seek

If The Mark Is This

That Resembles Scary.

The Mind Resembles Insane

The Travel That Makes The Soul

When It Is Lost

Without Asking Me.

I Want To Scream And My Voice

Doesn't Come Out

I Want To Run And I Cannot

Make A Step

Fascinated From The Uncanny Voices

Voices That come From Tally

Or From The Depths Of The Earth?