I look not at the light
While i walk in the dark
For shadows too can lie
When you walk through
lanes filled with people.
I fear them.
They talk.
They perceive.
They assume.
They rip you apart.
With their folk-tales,
They mock.
So I prefer my shell.
I prefer solace.
For shadows too can lie
When you walk through
lanes filled with people.
Dead people.
'Cos their souls are dead.
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