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Premonition

Premonition

Smiling Viciously, as I come back into reality,
but the 'reality' feels like a dream.
Or is it a dream?
I look back at my crush,
who looks at me with dreamy eyes,
but the turns away in distress.
I look out side and see a
reflection,
a reflection of a disserted soul...

Looking back at the front of the bus I see a snake,
twisting the wheel of luck.
As a face of evil,
pushes the bus back into the ibis.
Everyone crying with torture being printed onto their eyes,
whilst the bus still pushed away,
until all I could see was a cloud of darkness...

Waking up,
and my heart beat is unsteady.
Palms sweating, chest drumming; my voice cut off.
Looking around the bus,
I see everything back to normal, with a twinkle in my eye.
My crush looks at me with sumptuous eyes,
however a cloud of knowledge makes him turn away in distress.

Turning back to the window of the bus,
still contemplating the dream.
Seeing a dead bird on the floor,
blood pouring everywhere, into the ibis.

It was no dream...

Looking back at the front of the bus a,
dark, black, shrouded garment stands alone.

An evil face shows around the corner,
much recognisable.
It's happening again,
but this time it's really happening.

Goodnight.

 

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