The Hurting Shadows
I hear him like a shadow as he creeps about,
I shy away from the sounds of shouts,
I know he loves me but I begin to doubt,
I watch as the light goes out,
I fall into a total blackout.
I see a girl, a shadow of what she used to be,
I see her wanting, longing to free,
I see her pain but she can’t move or flee,
I see her wanting to leave desperately,
I see her wilt like a dying plum tree
I think they are nothing more than shadows,
I know both are stuck and froze,
I wish I could stop watching them like they are nothing more than shows,
I am one of the only people who knows,
How deeply their love for us overflows
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