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George Zimmerman

George Zimmerman A gun pointed at George Zimmerman Karma has reigned an connected a Chain of Deaths Certificate The Gun loaded with a Extended Clip in it I wonder should I finish him He sees Trayvon in the Flesh is it him or the Angel of Death? He falls to his Chest an the closing walls of his Breath but he doesn't know this is all but a Test Time for you to accept the quest of destiny has for you next he sees wings on the back of my shoulders He closes his eyes as i hold the gun closer to his eyes an his head he holds up He sees that i have a Sun light Aura with Angels in the sky that Hovers I forgive you I said but God is watching I shoot nine shots while he hits the ground But he really passed out He wakes up while Im still humble an Sound I forgive you he sees i have a kings Crown he screams Trayvon as I turn around into the Light then I turn around saying i Forgive you while my wings Lift for flight as I Fly in a Ball of Light from darkness the Morning Sky comes to Life I take off my hoodie an it drops from the sky he sees my glory as he watches the fallen hoodie with his eyes in front of him it lands with the skittle wrapper he grabs with his hands.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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