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I hear them calling my name,
I hear their screams,
They won’t stop calling me,
But, they’re not there

I didn’t want to do it, but I had no choice,
My life was in danger by the end of the night,

My dreams are peppered with their faces, but they have no face
I hear them through out the day, I hear them calling my name at night

I want this pain to stop, but there is no way
I love them so much, even though they couldn’t stay
I really need this pain to go away

I can still feel them move inside, but they’re not there
They keep calling my name, but they’re still not there
I really need this pain to go away, but it won’t because of the choice I made.

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Raymond C. Strahan
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