In a place,
that leaves no trace
Where time revolves in your pace.
A little boy with a task
to return a special flask
Wearing a mask.
On the way,
he lay
Thinking of a forever stay.
He stays still
to drink a pill
that will kill.
A special flask
with all the pills he may need.
So that he may be...
In a place,
that leaves no trace
Where time revolves in your pace.
Written by: jme_28
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