Here it comes.

Here it comes.

A Poem by Austin

Here it comes...

The storm is on its way.
It's getting closer every day.
I anticipate
my fate.
I'm in danger, I can see,
and it's all new to me.
It's sure to leave me dead
unless it's all just in my head.
I'm afraid.

© 2011 Austin


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i love this.

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Austin
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