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Sep 2014
My shadow
"Where do I start"
Never controlled
Even though a part of me
Trips,
Tricks
Ogling
Up a ****** less skirts
Direct to my cerebral cortex
I walk in to a lamp post
HD fluff is seen
Then stars
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As my shadow laughs silently,
People not noticing I'm
Standing tall
While my shadow
Bent over,
A wet patch of laughter's tears
Where he has just been seen,
But its not always bad
The bullies used pick on me
Skinny,
Short,
Glasses,
As I could hardly see,
Punched
Kicked,
Spat,
Upon, more times than I could think,
My shadow
In silence,
Shadow boxed the other shadow you see,
Never touched by me,
But felt every hit upon his
Shadow form,
Never did I abuse
Only in self-defence
Would it aid me,
But time moved on
10 years old,
Teens,
Twenties,
Always being naughty
Was he
Laughter he made
But mischievous
Always getting us into mischief,
But He is always with me,
My silent
Friend,
Protector,
Brother,
For though he does not speak,
I know what he means
My shadow and me stuck together
Our secret that no other can see...
Poetic T
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