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Shadow Wednesday, July 13, 2005

This one was writen one night. I swore I saw him.

SHADOW (By: Syndel Shyann)

Deep in the light,

Of my darkened room.

I see what looks like your shadow.

I call out your name

Hoping it’s you.

Hoping my life it together again.

Is it you?

Baby boy.

Is it you that I see?

Is it you that comes to me,

When I cant even breathe.

Deep in the darkness,

Of my old bedroom.

I squeeze my eyes shut,

Hoping it you.

I peek through teardrops,

That I try to deny,

Oh is it my baby?

No.

The thing that I see,

Is an unruly lie.

It’s a shadow,

Coming from my window.




I found your poem very interesting...may i ask, have u lost a child recently? If so, i'm sorry and for whatever it is, i'm sorry...it seems like you are in a lot of pain..I know what it feels like to miss someone or something so bad that u just hope to see a glimpse of them to make everything ok...I feel that way about God..

Prodigal [A Prodigal Child]

7/13/2005 10:07:41 PM
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