Hurling

A thorn like

No other

My shadow

What should have been

Beautiful…

Shattered ~

The past hurls me

Against the wall

Through time

Back to start

Only to be sold

Like a sheep to slaughter

I was lead

Astray

I still can’t believe

I called you friend

Both you and

Your support crew

Who?

My shadow self

The one that matches

Every scar…

Tell me ~

Do you

Scar too?

These scars

I have known

From the beginning

Of time

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