As i walked through the forest
i felt an gleaming eye stare at me
was it to the right? or just beyond that tree?
i twirled and spun
feeling dizzy and weak
Stop staring! Say something! Just come out!
And speak!
Then i caught an beaming eye here and an evil eye there
all of a sudden, it was just one Big Stare
feeling cold and alone, i stumbled towards the light
i wanted to hide and remove myself from sight
The tree's have eye's, beware what you do, although rooted and still ...
They will Find you
Poem by Gem; 25/02/2012
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