Voices

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At night the voices are loud.

They scream and say words

that make flowers want to wilt.

I try to tune them out.

I try to tell them that one day I'll

be better.My skin wont look like

this and I'll be beautiful.

I try to tell these voices inside my

head that they won't be around

anymore.I try to tell them about how

happy I'll be.

They never listen.

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