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Dec 2016
I want your voice to take my thoughts away
I want your voice to lead me for the day

But I don't like who I am, when I listen to you.
I don't like who I am, nor do I like what I do.

For though your voice is melodic, and hypnotic,
  and far more artful than mine (moaning and neurotic),
the trouble is that you don't really know me,
  you cannot hear what I say,
and though your art goes on,
  I am wasting away.

As even though you write,  with body, mind and soul,
you're anaesthetising me,  and I'm losing control.

A billion voices in support of their cause
A billion voices firing without pause
Today I choose to turn you off,
  to forsake the never ending search

I choose the voices,  
  with which I can converse
I choose the voices,  
  that can see me getting worse.
Welcome to this presentation of rhyming thoughts. I have trie to make it so that I really do believe each thought I have written. It is not really poetry in any sense that I understand. Yes, there are a few tired cliches, but there is not much more in the way of imagery or lyrical expression. I think of it more as an aide-memoire. For the purposes of aiding memory, I hope that the rhyming and scanning helps. All that notwithstanding, I hope you enjoy.
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