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Please help me stop these screams
They won't go away
They say they are here to stay

We could be friends

I listen to their demands,
When they tell me to do things
That will have very unfortunate endings

Just do it

I scratch at my head out of frustration
Trying to claw them out
But it resulted in their pout

How dare you!

They raised my hand and clutched a knife
In hopes of taking a life

I expected it to be mine
but they said that would be another time

— The End —