Voices.
Every time he was scared He’d find himself taking a walk. Every walk surprised him with voices Voices who wanted him to talk. He never shared a word, nor a feeling, nor his thoughts, They wanted him to move on and be happy So, he did as he was taught. He wore a mask for every act. To cover his frown with a smile. This walk went on for months, but, He knew he was dead with the coming mile. These…
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