Dancing with my shadow.
No one above me, no one below.
Just me and my shadow.
Dancing darker than the lights aglow.
My room is my ghetto.
Without a friend, without a foe.
Just swirling in a world of fools.
Just swirling up a whirlpool.
Dancing with my memories.
No future, no history.
Dancing with my shadow, just me with me.
Dancing darker than the darkest debris.
Memories scream, memories screech.
Matching my steps with dancer's ease.
No victories, no defeat.
When shadows kiss, is when we meet.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
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