Thursday, May 4, 2017

Dark Angel Comments

Rating: 4.5

You cannot see my wings and my true visage would cause sorrow;
In my hands I hold the key that would destroy all your tomorrows.
I stand nearby the President; I'm at his beck and call.
In Life I'm a nonentity, in Death, the Lord of all.
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John F. McCullagh
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Tom Allport 04 May 2017

a worrying poem of what might be let loose? ........well written.

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