The voices will not stop for me, they will not stop for you
The voices stop quite rarely and only then for precious few
The voices come at night and day, they come when all is dim
The voices come when it is light, they sometimes come for him
The voices talk of troubles, of a new departed soul
The voices talk of money, how i blew it in the hole
The voices say and then i do
Or bad things happen, oh it's true
The voices say to do it right, they will not accept no
The voices will not stop for anyone, and they will never go
Author notes
I was bored so I wrote a poem about insanity. ^___^
Comment if only to tell me how insane you think I am for writing this
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Well, this certainly does come acorss as a bit insane.
Nice job. -
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Thank you!
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