Quatre-vingt-seize

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A silent companion,

Dark, mysterious and secretive. 


It represents the demons we hide.

Always there,

Hovering,

In silence.


It blocks any light from reaching the ground. 

Constantly attached to us,

Like the dark part of us we try so desperately to diminish,

But it is impossible.


The only time we cannot see it

Is when we are surrounded by it.


Everywhere we look,

We see only darkness -

And somewhere amongst it,

Our shadow.



A/N so as you can probably tell, this is about your shadow. and anyway. i owe you all a huge apology.


I AM SO. SO. SORRY.

i haven't updated in probably over a week, maybe even two!! my family took me on holiday and i completely forgot about saying anything in my book!! IM SO SORRY!! so anyway.  here's the next poem, hope you enjoy. :D 

xx

-Rose



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