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I used to have a voice In my head Telling me the reason Why I do things Now I despise that voice Even though it is the Voice of Reason When you only listen To the sadness Anger and malice In the voice Of others You end up Below the empty well How can I be helped? Is there a way back up From the dark well? How does someone Help herself Trapped only with The wrong voices Inside her head? Day by day I will lose a fingernail Climbing out Of the silent well I had sorrowfully dropped my mind into But I will gain what I have lost And if hope will allow Grow back my jaw And you will hear The solution To fill the well inside of you
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 6:35 AM UTC
The Well
I used to have a voice In my head Telling me the reason Why I do things Now I despise that voice Even though it is the Voice of Reason When you only listen To the sadness Anger and malice In the voice Of others You end up Below the empty well How can I be helped? Is there a way back up From the dark well? How does someone Help herself Trapped only with The wrong voices Inside her head? Day by day I will lose a fingernail Climbing out Of the silent well I had sorrowfully dropped my mind into But I will gain what I have lost And if hope will allow Grow back my jaw And you will hear The solution To fill the well inside of you
#hole#emptiness#cavity
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 6:35 AM UTC
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