Simon

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The lost eyes of a child
Piercing blue and kind
They hide the fear and sadness
That is concealed within his mind

His thoughts are left unspoken
And his actions nearly untouched
He sees that the evil has awoken
The silence barely brushed

To them his words mean nothing
A ghost of a whisper that has already died
He longs to do something
Everyone thinks this is all a lie

They run at him like savages
Their spears raised high in the midnight air
Simon falls with a purpose of failure
But the killers can only stare





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Matthew said...
Dec. 10, 2009 at 2:34 pm
Well written.. Nice job Kelsey. You are a wonderful and very talented young women. Keep up the great work and never be afraid to express your ideas.
 
heather said...
Dec. 9, 2009 at 9:49 pm
You are an amazing writer!!!! We are so proud of you.
 
SBarker77 said...
Dec. 9, 2009 at 9:11 pm
Great job Kelsey!
 
keri said...
Dec. 8, 2009 at 7:04 pm
rating 5.... great, full of passion
 
Keri said...
Dec. 8, 2009 at 7:02 pm
great, full of passion
 
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