Shadow
It leers in the unknown
Concealed with traps
Arose when I was born
Consistencies it lacks
It is the shadow
I wish I didn't know
I don't use it often
But when it has brew
Rare as autumn
It shows what I knew
It consumes me wholly
Losing myself uncontrollably
Destroying things completely
Not giving a second thought
Untill my identity is lost woefully
Unaware of the issues it brought
It follows me wherever I go
While it's enthusiasm grows
When my guard was down
It's problems entered sneakily
It's true purpose is profound
But it shows it's threats deceitfully
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