ShadowA Poem by RayI cannot see that this is me...The Absence of Everything, which creeps,
Creeps up onto the table in my living room Covers the ground at my feet But can never creep on or cover me There's no Sun, and the Absence of Everything Is gone Leaving the world grey and grim But not me Not me I run around, chase it though it is gone I laugh at it, kill it Until only "I" is left But my lesson is not yet learned My hatred of this Absence of Everything Not understood I cannot see yet I cannot see that this is me That this Absence of Everything will never truly be gone Only in grey days And when I die, it will survive © 2013 RayAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on July 8, 2013 Last Updated on July 8, 2013 AuthorRayAbout"Let us remember: one book, one pen, one child, and one teacher can change the world." - Malala Yousafzai "To hold a pen is to be at war." - Voltaire "The pen is mightier than the sword." - E.. more..Writing
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