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the voice

the voice
inside my head
it keeps it up
the harsh judgment

it's two cents
if only you might be
a man in the end

it get's in the way

nearly everyday
infront of me
calculating

please go away
and let me fall
flat on my face

i'd rather try and fail
than never try at all
please will you go away

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