Shadows

we sit among these growing shadows,

standing on the brink of an unknown tomorrow,

hiding somewhere between the darkness and the light,

safe within this land of perpetual sorrow;

moments come and moments go my dear one,

leaving only traces they were here at all,

this moment we hold alone,

free from a land full of killers and madness,

a world of defined boundaries and limits,

imprisoning all that live within their deadly gates,

and to you do I say;

that it is better to lie here with you among these shadows

than to walk among the light with any other,

better to have tasted your love even for a moment

than a lifetime without it.

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