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Mar 2022
Dead

   Words cannot express the way I feel
So empty and lost in space
My heart shattered in a million pieces
As tears run down my face

Sunday afternoon the news
Was echoing in my ear
Unable to comprehend in shock
Unbelievable what did I hear

Sleepless night memories flow
Smiles fight through my tears
Thinking of all the concerts and the
Follies and friendship through the years

Cuyahoga falls Motley Crew KISS
A Long path in the woods we walked drunk
This test we all passed but on the way
Back it was one Paul would flunk

You see when the concert was over
What ensued was an hilarious disaster
In his brain he had fences to climb
He was the ultimate yard master

There were no fences to climb
I went searching and saw him fall
After instructing him to come back
When on his phone I had to call

I ordered KISS *** for our next show
And now I won’t get to share a drink
I’m in a miserable crazy fog and
My mind has lost the ability to think

Outside it’s still in the state of winter dead
Inside I feel completely dead
My mind is overwhelmed and dead
And my friend Paul is Dead

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/16/2022
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Chuck Kean
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Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
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