Have you ever met a shadow,
one that was not your own?
Such complicated creatures,
such dark and twisted souls.
No eyes, no mouth to speak
they stalk in silent haunting.
Shadows know no bounds,
they walk beside in taunting.
Have you ever ask a shadow,
who or what they are?
Have they ever answered
or left you with a scar?
We like our shadows,
know no bounds
We haunt and stalk in silence
shading these hollow grounds.
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 12:30 PM UTC
Have you ever met a shadow,
one that was not your own?
Such complicated creatures,
such dark and twisted souls.
No eyes, no mouth to speak
they stalk in silent haunting.
Shadows know no bounds,
they walk beside in taunting.
Have you ever ask a shadow,
who or what they are?
Have they ever answered
or left you with a scar?
We like our shadows,
know no bounds
We haunt and stalk in silence
shading these hollow grounds.
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