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Oct 2022
Voice’s

      I sometimes hear the echo
Of his voice so heartless
It never failed to be mentioned
He always told me I’m worthless

Yes sometimes I still hear their voices
So cruel the bullies inflicted so quick
So I just became a loner
I Never belonged in any click

And let’s not forget to mention
The voice in my head
Telling me that I would be
Much better off dead

But weaving in and out of those
Voice’s was one so soft but strong
Telling me that all the other voices
Were simply just wrong

That voice was the voice of Jesus
Whispering ignore all other noises
I give my thanks to thee
Because I didn’t listen to the voice’s

Written By;Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/06/2022
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Chuck Kean
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Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
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