December 6, 2008
By Ingrid Rodriguez, Bolingbrook, IL

His eyes burn him down
They won’t let him see
Taking their sweet time

Hiding all his hopes
Blinding shut my senses
Biting down on my shivering lips
I do not understand

It just hurts like hell
I can hear his heavy tears
Screaming for compassion at sight

He is so hurt, so torn apart
Those evil eyes look at me with deep grieve, anger
I hate them for shutting down his soul

I have seen evil
It’s dark and rotten
Cold and very hungry

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