Sentient Shadow
Calm, silent, overpowering
Power, pain, all devouring
New coats on old skin
Doesn’t feel the same again
New outcome, old reason
Denying the sensation
You lose the feeling
Righteous path, wrong reason
Crossroads crossed
It’s your grave your digging
Sentient shadow
Watching, waiting
Alone in a mass, never relating
Hiding on a shelf, a book unread
One day the living will envy the dead...
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