A Shadow’s Tale

I am the shadow that bleeds into darkness

A black hole that feasts on the starkness.


A leaf in a forest of trees

A whisper that’s lost in the breeze.


I am the ripple in wake of a storm

A lone wolf rejecting the swarm.


A rain drop engulfed by a shower

A shielded, contented wallflower.


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Published on July 11, 2015 07:04
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