My Shadow My shadow is perfect It moves gracefully No flaws No sharp edges No signs of aging No eyes, no mouth No expression It ponders quietly In its infinite knowing And looks back at me Wondering What beast is staring back at it
My Shadow My shadow is perfect It moves gracefully No flaws No sharp edges No signs of aging No eyes, no mouth No expression It ponders quietly In its infinite knowing And looks back at me Wondering What beast is staring back at it