Monday, November 26, 2012

Your Future

I saw a glimpse of your future
It was bleak and filled with doom
With dark clouds on the horizon
And nothing but despair in each room

The shadows soon overtook you
And choked out your every breath
As death continued to mock you
Until you had nothing left

Then the fog slowly lifted
And everything became so much clearer
The future that was so awful
Was my own as I looked in the mirror

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