Shadows

By C-L-S

I find comfort in the shadows,

they hold me while I fight my battles.

 

Arrows fly and crash against the dark figures,

they hold me even when I pull the trigger.

 

They get so happy when I miss her,

It's hard to miss when I'm looking in the mirror.

 

She's right there,

displayed in plain view,

but for some reason it's so hard to shoot.

 

To bad words aren't like toys,

words are like guns,

and they roll off everyone's tongues.

 

 

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C-L-S

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16 years old

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