I hear these voices
They tell me things
Like memories I thought were dead.
These voices remind me
Of who I am
They tell me what I was
And what I'm meant to be.
But now and then
They put me down
They kick me about
And the tears begin.
Djeric Tan \\ 18 yrs of breathing \\Single but not available \\ music \\ sports \\ writing \\ dancing \\ literature \\ arts \\
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