Friday, June 20, 2014

SOLITARY


We’re all shadows here.
Cast by the light
Of the inglorious sun,
Transposed from pillars
Of copper and stone.
If I step towards the light
I might disappear,
So I don’t move an inch
I’m suspended in fear.
The darkness is my haven
Where I can feel free
But in so, it’s my cage
A prison of me.

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