Sunny spring day
Beautiful cliche'
My shadow was right behind me.
The birds were scattered
The peace was shattered
My shadow would not mind me.
"Go away" I said
It shook its head
My shadow began to bind me.
I struggled, I screamed
Not enough it seemed
My shadow was able to take me.
Horrified, confused
Ashamed and used
My shadow continued to break me.
Trapped here in hell
The girl in the shell
My shadow will eventually make me.
(c) SapphireSoul 2006
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your poetry is bursting with sentiment and clairvoyance... freakishly familiar... who are you?
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