Its calling again,
the voice to which
I stopped paying heed.
Daring me to ignore it,
mocking, teasing,
winning. All the Time!
I just can’t give it a name, To these thoughts that I pen. I guess sometimes its better To leave them unsaid.
Its calling again,
the voice to which
I stopped paying heed.
Daring me to ignore it,
mocking, teasing,
winning. All the Time!
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