Shadows were never meant to live beneath our skin,
Yet they crawl through every silence, settling deep within.
We fight them in the quiet, where no one hears our plea,
Dying a little every night still begging just to be.
Apr 18
Apr 18, 2026 at 3:13 PM UTC
Shadows were never meant to live beneath our skin,
Yet they crawl through every silence, settling deep within.
We fight them in the quiet, where no one hears our plea,
Dying a little every night still begging just to be.
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