I walk around the town. It's getting darker. Sun is slowly fading. No more light...but there is one shadow. It chases me. It cuts corners. It gets to my head at a slow pace. It squeezes my organs. It rips my skin from inside. Once it gets in it never gets outside.
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PoetryWHAT IS HIDING BEHIND THE WORDS? short 'stories' with deep meaning. It's about my feelings or things I am going throught.
