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The Eyes
Aiden Edstrom
The eyes
Of what I don’t know
Stare at me
Through that window
My spine
Cannot remain still
When it comes tonight, it will kill
Like a heartbeat
I hear stumbling footsteps
My pulse
Crawls across the walls
A shady figure
Looks like a Behemoth Summon
My screams
Deep in the abyss of my throat I feel them plummet
Aiden Edstrom is fourteen years old and attends Manatee School for the Arts.
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