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Before the cruel, penetrating eyes
I stand, frozen ;
Fearful of how one mistake
Could be the death of mine.
Barely moving, I lower my eyes
From their piercing gaze.
Almost certain that I
Will not live to see this
End,
From even now,
I am still.
Inspired by dear @Dolores .
Thanks alot for the poem writting contest.
nice one..recently i learned about Found poetry..i have to pick some words from a poem and make a new meaningful poem..i wish to make one using yours..