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No Chance For Peace
The voices, they whisper
those soft little words,
I try to ignore them
but they know they've been heard.
They come in the evening
and the early morning day,
I try to get rid of them
but they seem to want to stay.
I know what's wrong
yet I don't have control,
They've made themselves
a part of my soul.
Now I'm tainted
my life before is gone,
It seems for a moment
that the voices have won.
I won't stop the struggle
I'm too stubborn to lose,
Right now my mind is a time bomb
and these voices are the fuse.

~ J. Kuper

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