My Shadow - Poem by Crimson Love
A Dark figure Descending from my feet,
A shadow clawing at the black of the street,
Crawling as I walk, together as one,
Listen to my tale, Watch shadows come undone.
Dark and slim my shadow slithers,
Sliding through the streets at night,
Walking beside me, my shadow always in sight,
My shadow walks for me, Wronging all my rights.
My shadow always there grasping me tight,
Kiss the humble earth, on which you lie,
fall asleep my friend, the dawn has come,
Until tonight, the light has won.
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