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I see it in my dreams.
The future.
I hate it.
It destroys
until all I see
is the grim
predictions
The shadow comes
when the premonitions do
At the first thought
I thought he was nothing
The next day...
a fire.
My future has to change
or it will hurt
me and those
around me
I hate this gift
Sending shivers down my spine
Making me hear them
But I guess
It runs in blood.
Like my bloody visions
The future.
I hate it.
It destroys
until all I see
is the grim
predictions
The shadow comes
when the premonitions do
At the first thought
I thought he was nothing
The next day...
a fire.
My future has to change
or it will hurt
me and those
around me
I hate this gift
Sending shivers down my spine
Making me hear them
But I guess
It runs in blood.
Like my bloody visions
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Everyone has a gift they hate. I have headaches maybe their a warning of something thats going to happen. Something has been wrong for a while now and I don't like it.