His eyes were shinin

November 1, 2007
By Amanda Sanders, Discovery Bay, CA

His eyes were shining like he was looking into a bottomless black hole,
He was breathing fast,
His heart pounding,
There was only one thing in this world he truly wanted,
His first hug,
he was tingling,
The sound of a voice,
It was glorious,
He felt as if he was on top of the world,
He had felt like his heart was made of ice,
The cold gray walls were closing in on him,
Stuck in a crumbling pit that reminded him of ancient ruins,
Then she cam,
His heart was made of pure gold.

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