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His shadow plays on the wall
Taunting me with my subconscious
The marks on my skin remind me of him
Why is he here?
Is there something I should know?
He calls my name, calling, pleading, begging for forgiveness. Mine.
Like a wave crashing against the rocks
My memories of him wax and wane up and back
against the shores of my subconsious
His shadow plays on the wall
Taunting me with my subconsious
The marks on my skin remind me of him
Him...him...him.
- Title: Shadow
- Artist: Lexi0927
- Description: This came to me in a dream.
- Date: 09/26/2010
- Tags: shadow
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