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Random poem from purpleishypnotic19's blog

Trying to sleep the constant fear eatting away at my brain. The sounds of whispers of a voice i never before a voice tell me its gonna be okay. Do i trust this voice i start hear more clear its tone it message it hopefuls meaning beginning to rattle up among my skull. Do i listen do i resist. The a part me wants to give in to and parts brace the walls. I want to sleep i want to dream i want to wake up a everything to be sane. But those trouble doubts begin to fade as the voice my head tell mes i am not insane i only alone and need a friend someone to listen to someone to who cares for me. The constant regjections of my past seem to fade into the past the future seems clear and bright. Time to do what seems right. Listen to the voice and hopefully get some sleep tonight. 


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JennaBee93
Jul 25 '18
I really like this poem'" its how i feel mosy of the time.
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By purpleishypnotic19
Added Jul 25 '18

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