all the lovely shadows

all the lovely shadows 

the silohouttes  

never real  

the hope that we never should have  

dies within the slinking shapes 

as they pounce upon the last bright   

light the way for me  

for my soul has fallen   

to the shade   

the venom is flowing in my veins  

and the starshot dreams 

have vanished   

find me for I am lost 

lost to the light 

lost to myself 

all is lost  

I have lost all  



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