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They tell you to speak up

they tell you to smile

but all I hear is shut up

your big fat ass is vile

 

they tell me to be me

to be scared no more

but all I hear are urgent plea

and warnings of war

 

they speak of themselves like angles

if you hear them you swear your head its true

but inside they are devils

dressed to please the new

 

don’t you dare come closer, they bite

and harder than what you know

be careful  anyone they might

what would it get you if they reap what they sow

 

they are long gone ate from your apple of life

you here alone standing beside a knife

decades of internal strives

turning you into an unwed housewife

 

◄ voices

so long ago ►

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