Nostalgia ***** Tornado - My License To Kill Poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

Nostalgia ***** Tornado - My License To Kill

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A roar of tornado
is coming near
I can't tell you from where
whirling back sad refrain
I hate so well

I hid before in nowhere
away from golden shore
living life full of darkness
missing hopeful sun rise
every day was storm
tears were my twin nightmares
singing sad refrain

until i stuck here forever
escaping away from that abandoned pier
playing a new fresh refrain

then now
roaring tornado
coming back again
I can't tell yet from where
rehearsing my heart-aching song
a lonesome music
I hate so well

If ever you get me
the license to kill
I'll cock one bullet
hitting fatal head
of that unknown stage performer
who whirls back
my hated refrain
so I can tell you now
from where

*written while listening, 'leader of the band'
performed by nobody 05/06/09

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Janell Cressman 07 May 2009

very well written poem! ! ! !

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Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

a.k.a. Jetfellow Marchanism
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