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DEATH AND BEAUTY
There is this little thing called a shadow A darker side to self It stalks me at every turn I wish to look upon it To stare it in the face Exposed to my glare Perhaps I will understand
Staying beneath my gaze, tugging at my sleeve All to no avail I look So elsewhere I go, searching for answers For this other piece of me It resist labels, or pining with a name Groping blindly for the secret Heart beating to an unseen song
Beauty is alluring as is death One to bask in front of The other to prod with caution I tried beauty true But hiding shatters the soul Even though I hid as much from myself as she Death I tried as well
Sacrifice what I must, my shadow was in sight Outward I searched glimpsing not within Addicting dangers of darkness Power to mold, to see In the flood beauty was swept away It constrained me not Except by invisible silken ties
Nursing seeds of bitterness I stared deep For I was sure the dusk hid within the night My goal I could not find For a unknown goal remains unfound I left behind the shattered beauty of light Seductive velvety night called to my follower Not to I
To late I understood the true nature Darkness and death once tasted blind Temporary though they are, beauty endures Blinded, the dawning was almost to late I discovered Shadows can only be seen in the presence Of the light
-UNKNOWN
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