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Aug 2010
Those **** bellsย ย haunt me
For they tolls for my doom
Awaking me from my sleep
Ringing there, in my head

Others only think me mad
They can not hear them
But every hour they call
Where can I hide?

You can not cheat Death
For HE will come for you
The bells are your warning
To prepare to be taken

I tried locking the door
I will not keep him out
I know soon he will be here
To take me to that dark dimension

So I live in fear, sweating
Dreading the sound of those bells
Knowing that when they do stop
That will be my time I must go
copyright Chris Smith 2010
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul
Written by
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul  Hemel Hempstead
(Hemel Hempstead)   
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