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Nov 15
The one and only, my life's shadow;
Braided through the strings of rights.
You keep on seeing me like your doll,
So you could copy all my highlights.

Your hauntings lurk me every night,
Reflecting every thing I do,
But when the sun sheds its light;
Nothing you did stays true.

And when the moonlight's choosing me,
In the darkness when I barely can see;
You grow darker and stronger,
Consuming me and my every color.

Regardless how far I go;
You cling to me slow,
Claiming each part of who I am,
Without a hint of shame.
Ariannah
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Ariannah  18/F
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