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Voices (Other) by abcmonkey78
The near beginning of my fascination for poetry:
Iâve started to begin a fall,
My insane soul, it cries a call,
The voice I find is drawing near,
The intense sound that hurts to hear,
A piercing scream with such a length,
I hold it back with all my strength,
For now the shriek begins to cease,
I beg that it will soon release,
The voices cry a ghastly scream,
Theyâve meddled with my mind and dream,
Controlled my will, my thought, my soul,
They throw me in an endless hole,
They took me from among the sane,
But will not take me there again,
Iâm fighting through this misery,
At times Iâm full of agony
So great I feel I cannot win,
The way I am Iâve never been,
But I fight on, and will not fail
To tear apart this darkened veil
That holds me from a life I need,
I have the might, I will succeed.
The voices cry a ghastly scream,
Theyâve meddled with my mind and dream,
Controlled my will, my thought, my soul,
They throw me in an endless hole,
They took me from among the sane,
But will not take me there again,
The voices I had in my head,
That troubled me âtill I felt dead,
Are falling to a peaceful hum,
And hopefully will never come,
Theyâd take me from among the sane,
Iâll never let them find my brain,
And now I have a chance to see,
How it is like among the free,
The voices cry a ghastly scream,
Theyâve meddled with my mind and dream,
Controlled my will, my thought, my soul,
They throw me in an endless hole,
But I have felt the scorching burn,
Iâve conquered them, they wonât return.
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Arithmetic Mean: 4.25
Weighted score: 4.910598
Overall Rank: 9584
Posted: March 22, 2004 9:49 PM PST; Last modified: March 22, 2004 9:49 PM PST
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