i have no family
i have no friends
just those who once were
    and a few loose ends
i used to have them
    but they're lost to me
i still have hopes
    and a few dreams
to help me cope
    with the painful screams
the shrieking voice
    i recognize
that was once from joy
    now runs from my eyes
and wets the page
    to speak always

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