Untitled A (a work in progress)
So this is how it feels in your shadow
With no highs or lows
You’re visage obscured by daylight’s
ebbs and flows
There’s no one to blame
No picture, no picture in your frame
No seclusion for my heart’s possible
delusion
They always say look for the cloud’s
silver lining
But I’ve always fealt the other way
Sun in my eyes does more to hide you
from me
Shadow coming through
But that’s all I know of you
And I suspect you know of me
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