A million voices in my head
Thoughts can not be set straight as I lay in bed
The Gov't is who controls
Planting evil in our brains until they explode
Still I reach for the positive
There is something to learn through all the damage
For who will love our tortured souls?
A dead soul only revives and regrows
ALK
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Author:
Amanda Klessig (Sunshine) (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 13th, 2024 15:17
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments1
A thoughtful poem.Well done
Thank you 🙂
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