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2007-05-21 bloody kisses: I truley liked where this one went, and the idea of it.[Shadowsong]: 148.Shadow to Shadow
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Shadow to Shadow
In the dark, star-less night that is my empty soul
A wanderer has found himself lost, abandoned, trapped…
Images of light and hope...laughte
But even they are swept away as time everlasting flows…swirls by
He finds himself in a lost etirnity…an endless moment of pain and anguish..
He gently…distrac
His mind wonders too and frow the inner blackness of my corrupt being
It paces as some animal in an unseen cage…forgettin
It passes… every so often the empty husk that once housed it…
It feels pity and loss when it views the sorry mask that it once loved...
And in the fleeting endless shadow…this…it
A flickering candle…which when looked into with the key that is the mind..
Shows an endless stream of ragged pictures…visio
Things past and lost…lost forever could be observed through that flame
It is…in it’s utter existance a last hope of sorts for the shadow…
This miniscule brande is a sign that not all is lost for the soul that imprisiones it…
If this light could be made to spread…to express it’s ferver to the rest of my soul…
Maybe then the wonderer; being released from his prison would be able to reanimate
It then might be able to once again house it’s now shadowed mind..
But as it watchs…the candle flutters and the the wick grows dim…
The last light…the last hope has finally given-out
The shadow then steales it’s-self to the reality of the situation..
As the time passes..it grows less distinct from the surrounding shades
It gradually looses it’s character..and thus it’s form..
Fading into the dark star-less night that is my empty soul
Shadowsong
Written in one of the Dark Times
*leaves a basket of muffins and moves on*