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Shadow
Figure of ice, figure of stone
You speak third person--
Distance is closeness.
Never seeking a touch of hand
Or kindness of heart,
You tell the tales
Of survival and quest.
You do not want the comfort
Of open arms or tender lips.
They are delusions
Nestled in obscurity.
You've told yourself
The lessons you believe--
The importance of self-preservation--
And we see the tales are true
And shake our heads
Wrong for our sadness...
For the real truth
Lies just beneath the surface,
Behind the dark eyes of fear.
The heart still beats
In hopeful dedication
And a hand is always waiting
For anyone who asks.
--Katherine Hayes |