neoreoscar

By neoreoscar

This is me
No more, no less
And yet, less than
I used to be

The shadow world
Seems real to me
Sometimes more real
Than reality

I met a girl
Who looked like me
She was from the past
Just a memory

She laughed and danced
In front of me
Her golden brightness
Darkening my shadow

Now my outline blends
Into the night
Becomes one with it
Shunning the light

Shadows serve no purpose
They just get in the way
Mimicking movements
In an outline of grey

I wonder if
She will ever return
The golden girl
With a smile like the sun

This is me
No more, no less
And yet, less than
I used to be

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