ShadowA Poem by a_methysteEvery encounter leaves you a shadow You feel less beautiful afterwards Less talkative Less rich Shorter Your clothes crusped And you take these shadows with you They become your friends
Every encounter leaves you a shadow
You feel less beautiful afterwards Less talkative Less rich Shorter Your clothes crusped And you take these shadows with you They become your friends That do not leave Even when your friends are not there. © 2024 a_methyste |
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Added on July 6, 2024 Last Updated on July 6, 2024 |