My shadow wears
A sweater of silence
A mystery among her sleeves
A scarf to cover her croaked screams
Her dull eyes are like
A mess of prisms
My shadow is a raven
Awaiting to lurk on every inch of happiness
Edging around for when i sink
Forever watching.

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Breaking The Headspace
PoesiaA collection of poetry concerning my most inner thoughts. Enjoy
My Shadow
My shadow wears
A sweater of silence
A mystery among her sleeves
A scarf to cover her croaked screams
Her dull eyes are like
A mess of prisms
My shadow is a raven
Awaiting to lurk on every inch of happiness
Edging around for when i sink
Forever watching.