Poetic Shadow
In shadows where I abide
Feelings pour out we've kept inside
That storm with colors yet to be seen
That score music for her in dreams
Unique is one who holds the part
Missing piece that lights my heart
Just like the one the Tin man had
That made complete a man once sad
From shadows, behind the scenes
Comes a friend not foe or fiend
Who writes and feels what has become
A play of sorts, and heart both one
We are Phantom and Knight to her
We are Beast the night disturbs
For without light we cannot be
Poet, Shadow she thinks of me
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