Fate Poem by clayton young

Fate



Piercing screams and hollowed dreams,
Open wounds, Death blooms.
Scraped skin, poor kid, he just turned
Ten.

Slaughtered hate, Burst down the gate
Now I see, this is my fate

Clayton J. Young

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Ashraful Musaddeq 26 May 2009

Another wonderful poem. Love the style of presentation,10+

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Round Rock Texas
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