Tonight I saw a shadow fly
As it does, does my innocence die?
and I ask myself, why? , why?
No answer comes, I sit and cry
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Very impressive write, Andre. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
A wonderful poetry.. Keep it up.. 10 ++.. Read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too.. Naila
The shadow of self evolves. It finally becomes real as we step through the past.
Witty introspection written with clarity of thought and mind. Well conceived and nicely brought forth. Thanks for sharing David.