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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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