A SHADOWA Poem by SaddamSomething is close in my heart What is it? I don’t know Something is teasing in my soul What? It is mocking on me. Sometimes I feel much happiness Other hand I began to think Why I disquiet my soreness A shadow, which always blink On my head and aching my essence This gore shivering me at full rank. A shadow, your shadow of past At my close eyes, in my dream You, in my think, write and cast You are blowing in my nerve and steam. © 2014 SaddamReviews
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