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May 2014
Let's get this coaster  Rollin
to my station's dark end.
I'll take you for a  Strollin
to my world of pretend

There will be
            Once you pass
                        Through this glass
     No more me

Trapped in this prison
Two tiny windows, no door
Panic level rising
Cannot take much more

Head pounding that invisible stall
You regret ever trusting me at all
Tricked you much to my glee
"Gotta split, I'll be sure to call"

"Oh, before I go"
"You may want to know'
"To escape that stall
someone else must fall"

"Welcome to my mind"
"I hope you enjoy your time"
Jonathan B Wilson
Written by
Jonathan B Wilson  29/M/765, IN
(29/M/765, IN)   
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