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Jul 2013
Dozens of voices
scream out at once
in different tones and accents
each with it's own personality.

I don't blink,
I don't sigh,
I don't think,
I don't cry.

You will never understand
angst like this.
You will never understand
rage like this.

I know why,
I won't stare,
I don't lie,
I don't care.

One little voice remains
telling me to stop.
I erase it.
I erase myself.

Blink and you'll miss it.
Written by
David Walker  Ohio
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