The shadows.

by Tiffany   Mar 6, 2005


Shadows move in, i can feel it again. I lay back crying, only i know that a dear one is dying.

You drift into focus rendering past, i see you my love, it's you at last.
But then i can see the shadows are me, you draw back in fright never to return to the dark in the night.

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