June 4, 2009
By Baker Hilsendeger BRONZE, Bozeman, Montana
Baker Hilsendeger BRONZE, Bozeman, Montana
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Mass Murders
But smooth soft skin
Ever cold body with eyes of
Rock she sits high above any human
And towers above any cloud –She sits all
Alone waiting for someone to conquer her
On other days she sits and waits for her next victim
To become overwhelmed by her ever cold breath

The author's comments:
This poem was inspired by me going out in the mountains and looking at natuer and hiking the amazing mountain tops around my town.

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