Death Beckoned to me TodayDeath beckoned to me today.mocking me; He knows it is not my time to greet Him.The hours grow longerto my dismayI am isolated in a world where I don't belong.Can anyone see me?Or am I the phantom that haunts their dreamswhen I rob their homesand escape unseen?My voice is not heard.Thus, this song of sorrow is incomplete.yes,I am trapped in this prison, this Hell,of solid gold flamesand 24-carat demonsI am the ball and chain of these faces around meI want to escape,I yearn for the place where others can see mewhere the shining silver dollars sprout from the tree budsall will be well, andbut no such Utopi
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