King Doliente


Emancipation - Poem by King Doliente

I hear it coming
So fast my soul is breaking
I hear those deadly whispers
As it bring forth such haunting shivers
I see it coming
So visible the truth is blurring
I see those unearthly marks
Wounding my life-line sparks
I must now flee
If I want to be free

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  • Melvin Banggollay (11/21/2007 12:49:00 AM)

    nice poem, kep writing,

    best wishes,

    melvin
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011


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