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Feb 2019
My thoughts are killing me so bad
I think I may be going mad
The voice I hear inside my head
Makes me want to go to bed
My head it starts to hurt
My mouth it starts to blurt
My eye it starts to cry
My mind it starts to lie
The things that I hear
Don't make me want to disappear
I will be friends with the voice in my head
I will walk straight to bed
I will not cry
My mind will never lie
And when I do this yes I say
Nothing bad shall happen to may.
Panda May
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