{"sf1_id":1011365,"sf2_id":"V1YE4b01","title":"Voices","author":"Diavora","words":64,"posted_at":"2016-05-25T07:57:00.000Z","tags":["Freeform","Poem","Poetry","Rhyme","silly"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1011365-voices","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/V1YE4b01","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/38/ba/38baa37c-2dcf-4ca4-921c-91c727378960","description":"A very silly stress-relief poem I wrote while angry, short, silly, and not all that good, but I felt like sharing it anyway.\nRemember kids, sometimes your bestest friends are the human beings you most desire to violently murder. :D","content":"The voices in my head\n\nbelong to all my friends,\n\na viking here, an officer there\n\negos all around.\n\n  \n\nRefreshed anew by this lead,\n\na soldier bellows 'this is the end!'\n\nas I pull out my hair,\n\nand roll onto the ground.\n\n  \n\nContacts ask 'are they dead?'\n\nthen I shout 'you're all bell-ends!'\n\nas I kick away my chair,\n\nthe mic records no sound.\n  \n  \n\n"}