My imagination ?
Shadows run across my room ,
I try to touch them, shadows,
they run from one room to the other,
they lie down by my side,
I try to touch them....the shadows..
they play with me..
my only companions,
in the vast empitness of my room....
Every night I return to my shadows,
they wait for me...quietly....
1 comment:
sad....emptiness can hurt real bad..
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