POEM 9: EMBRACED SHADOW

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The energy withim this soul is fine
Behind those fine energy the lies rests.

I was eaten by my shadow
To others, it may sound shallow.

But for me, that shadow,
Brought my spirit so low.

I am at the top
Of saying it a pop
But downed spirit, make it flop.

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