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Shadow of an idea that stayed too long,

Shadow of an idea that stayed too long,
that was unwelcomed, unnannounced.
You’re just the shadow of a hope
that dreamt against my will,
that bumped into my mind
stolen every sullen corner.

Sweet. Beguiled.
If you’re a sweet then I’m your queen.
But as I’m not, and as you were,
This day too long, my passion

These words are slow.
The best about slow songs is dancing so close,
But this isn’t a song,
It’s not even the start.

It’s a reclaim on a stolen space.
And this someone, new hope,
I hope he fills it well.
I hope he stays.
You’re someone I didn’t’ know.
A condemned man only by your chosen fate.

Whose shadows remain despite the noon-high sun
which fills the world with spring-white-taste.
With haste I’d wish you’d leave.
Whose shadows shouldn’t exist.