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What am I but a shadow,

A moving representation of what the world has become,

A darkness only read into by utter intelligence,

A symmetrical yet parallel and different being,

What is to become of me,

Will I fly or will I fall,

I'll wait for an angel to show me it all.

Stricken by darkness,

Constricted by lace,

Take heed when you hark thus,

I will remember your face.



As this stake is burnt now,

Remains nothing but ember,

all you now bow;

This death to remember.

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fenderchyc
22:01 May 10 2010

thats amazing your writings really good =]-

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xXBlackRavenXx
18:33 May 11 2010

wow that's good. They get better all the time :)

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