Simon LaSalde III

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The voices down the street keep me company,
The voices down the hall keep me sane.
When I fear of dying alone,
How can I ever escape?

The voices in my head are my best friends,
The voices I hear are real.
But when I talk about it, I get stares,
How is that supposed to make me feel?

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