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Ebony shadow (Free verse) by Twiggy77

My shadow seems darker than ever before A face-less mime-artist, in ebony clothes Eternally sentanced to mimic it's host Enslaved throughout life to return as my ghost If darkness could speak, my shadow would scream As it repeats the demeanour of pathetic routines My mirrored accomplice impossibly seems To live at my side, but haunt me in dreams The lessons of life have taught us to hate We've kept pace with pain, but love's running late Escaping the world with the drugs that we take My shadow of morals questions my fate

Stephen Robins 10-Nov-04/10:55 AM
You are colossal dunce, at school you probably thought you were smart but were actually massively bullied for being such an outspoken bellend. You also probaly called your parents (if you knew them) by their first names. I knew when I came from the womb how to cry implying I knew how to be upset/demand my mothers massive drooping breast be pressed to my mouth. I also know that having been born as a Christian that the Lord had imbued me with hatred of all Islams and Sikhs. You live in some ghastly double world where there aren't such things as predetermination or souls. In other words you are a soggy dollop of failure on the chin of a gigantic quendo.





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