Monday, March 26, 2012

Shadow



Sweat, blood, and tears dripped upon his heel
leaving the toils in hardship scattered across his back
he shook himself free, at least attempting to
even with physical remnants fading dust-to-dust
the ashes upon his mind turned life grey
all I am now, he thought, is a shadow
all that is left - is a shadow

Lee Down 2012

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