The shadow of a soul shines brightly, enlightening the world from within. With a shadow of a man inside me, longing to erupt once again.

The shadow of a life worth living, is a memory of a life gone wrong. Mistakes untold, unforgiving, the shadow of a life long gone.

The shadow of dreams unrelenting, with dreams of a son unfulfilled. The shadows fade unpretending, as the heart of the shadow grows still.

The heart of a man with no shadow. The shadow of a man with no soul. The shadow that stands in the window, is but a dark mass on the wall.



D.D.S. This poem is Copywrited

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