The Weight of PredictionA Poem by T.Y AbdulA prediction
It's happening, the predictor tells and see
Before the fog gathered around the child in blood that weeps Slow and steady your life is doomed yet I cannot help The wing monsters are arrived and must bring your life to an end © 2015 T.Y AbdulAuthor's Note
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Added on July 22, 2015 Last Updated on July 22, 2015 AuthorT.Y AbdulLagos, West Africa, NigeriaAboutI write some really long, love, hate, crime, adventure stories, short poems and . . . that's all I know, I write like a whole lot and already have some works finished only looking for ways to get it a.. more..Writing
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