My Shadow (BxB Yaoi)
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Last published Tue, May 23, 2017
Like a black canvas it followed me everywhere. A simple glance behind me and there it was. My shadow. It was strange, even when the sun would set and everything was dark it would still be there. In the darkest of rooms it stood by my side, never leaving. I came to accept it, even in my loneliest moments it was always there. Listening... Comforting me without speaking a single word... My only true friend. My shadow. And so much more.
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