My first poem.

May 6, 2009
By Kazeshini SILVER, Riverhead, New York
Kazeshini SILVER, Riverhead, New York
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Like a whisper in the night,
out of touch, out of sight.

Silently their watching you,
yet there's nothing you can do.

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide,
in their world you must abide.

Once they find you there's no chance,
nor is there a second glance.

From the shadows they will come,
and they'll be sure to get it done.

They will strike, and you will die,
without a fight, no chance to try.

The author's comments:
this is the first real poem i have ever written. not my best, but i think its pretty good...

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