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Apr 2010
Gas leaks, the building creaks, my mind is weak.
Were you there?
Am I here?
I’ve been gone a long time on a journey through space and time.
Where life ends and fantasy begins
Forget your sins; let your dreams begin.
I see the skulls and bones of thieves.
Their souls are alone in the night.
My mind warp was such a flight.
I saw a light.
It was bright.
It bid my eyes goodnight.
In the halls of death I felt my last breath.
With revenge in my mind til the end of time
I’ll wonder, “Who is Chime?”
(c) 2000 wayne andrew paskell
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wayne paskell
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