Future Told
By Stellar84
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This poem belongs to me, Emily. All rights reserved. Please,
no duplicating, copying, or distribution without my consent.
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From the hand
They say they can read the future
I say its the past the see
Along with my sorrow
Along with pain
They say in cards they can tell
What will happen, might happen
I say they see your life
Along with the troubles
The difficulties
The future they see
In a crystal ball, so they claim
In that ball, I see glass
But broken glass
And tears
Your future is a continuation
Of life, your past affecting
Whether palm or cards
They dont see the future
They see the past.
Never anything good
Always something bad
The past, holding a secret
The past, future told
Your past, future known
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