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Voices
I have voices in my head: a man saying he likes his new sunglasses

I have voices in my head: a man muttering poetic verse

I have voices in my head: asking me ‘how
do you feel about that?’

Another says “I forgot what his
name was”

A young man says petulantly “Yeah,
we’ll sit in it”

A woman says quickly “I
don’t like to be in this room”

I have voices in my head

They tell me “We’re
going to shut this down”.

Another says “It’s
over”

I sit in silence and listen to the noise inside

/ Автор - пользователь pnarco 4ое октября, 2002 /