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Black Choir

Busy,busy,busy!. No time to stop, They're always behind me. Waiting for the moment. I stumble and fall. The voices have me. "You're useless" comes a hissing whisper. "Everybody hates you" spits another. "You have no friends" screams a third. A babble of Harpie like voices screaming around my head. Voices joining in unison. A choir of negativity screaming to a crescendo "Worthless,worthless,worthless!"
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Dec 12, 2010
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