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Oct 2011
A dream, just a dream
                                                           ­                               That's all it took
                                                            ­          To throw you from your perch
                                                           ­              Cascading to the dark below
Whispers in my death
Give you clues to subjects
Floating within this head
'Till I wake from this state
                                                           ­                          Assuming all is known
                                                           ­                       Would bring our demise
                                                          ­                    For these words hold little
                                                          ­                                  In the way of truth
So I slumber on
Through your sleepless time
Leaving you solitary thoughts
To mingle with your sanity
Blaise Tyler Beach
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Blaise Tyler Beach  M/Parma, Ohio
(M/Parma, Ohio)   
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