Edge
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Ebony Chisholm, Grade 7
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Poetry
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2012
I watched as people moved pass, not to notice me in the shadow. Hurt I try to speak out to who matters but nobody listens. I smile as my friends talk past anger fly's alawy into the night. Everybody reminds me that I am imporatant. I hold out my hand to those in need, thhose people who cant quite grip because the rush takes over, anyone on edge is saved by my open heart. Reach out to someone in need dont leave them hanging on the cliff side. Dont ignore those who need to speak, the ones held back on their own deppresion.