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Jan 2015
Don't live in fear of what you don't understand
you never know it might tear u apart
Listening to that small insignificant voice in your head
Might get you  killed or worse...incapable of loving.
Loving anyone who ventures to close.
The sun stops shining in hopes of your return
The moon weeps a pool of ivory
And yet there is still the voice inside your head
Here is your heart
The voices have the dart
Conflicted boy
Crying in pain
No one hears you
The voices in vain
What was left of you is locked behind these  walls
Tormented and worthless
The voices want you dead
Why live through the hell
That's inside your head?
crying for just a glimpse of what could have been
they want your soul
they want sweet sin
conflicted boy
crying in pain
no one fears you
yet no one stares
it doesn't hate
yet it doesn't care
it wants you dead
why live through the hell
inside your head?......
shawn jones
Written by
shawn jones  london
(london)   
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   Jamie King
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