Doomed Poem by umoh cyril
Doomed
there is a thunderstorm coming,
tis heading straight at me,
i could hear its enormorse roaring,
staring straight at me,
i am so doomed,
i should have left you,
i wanted to be your groom,
now am hurting you,
tis funny how things change,
cause your tears are like thunderstorms,
tearing my heart like a bookpage,
like its my last day being struck by a storm.
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