Soul Stealers

by Christina Famili   Aug 28, 2007


I sit in my room
listening to people fight.
i can feel the evil consume
and its wrapping around to tight

i sit in my room
trying to be calm and sane,
nothing but fate and doom
are going to be the claim

The stakes are high
I need to win
something that no one can but
because I'm hiding it within

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  • 17 years ago

    by Isabella

    I know that feeling.