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Dec 2017
whispers
follow me everywhere
but i can't seem to see
where they're coming from

little do i know
they're coming from my own head

that feeling of unease
that comes with them

inescapable

trapped
trying to drown them out
but still they linger

stuck
in my mind
with the voices

thoughts
of what it would be like
if i
if i...

died
kyss
Written by
kyss  Ottawa
(Ottawa)   
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