Shadow

by Mikaela DLC   Oct 16, 2009


I know who's hiding beneath my feet,
The fact the soul isn't asleep,
This black entity that's mine to keep,
The mere thing, if without it...
I do not exist.

The human form it slowly molds,
The mysterious being that I fully control,
Its illusions I perceive begins to unfold,
Though its hidden identity is still unknown.

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