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The Shadow
Strange how I can look back upon the early days of my life Remember the laughter, the love, the warmth… And then shudder Because I must remember the cold Where did you come from anyway? How did you become such a large part of my life? Try as I might to banish you from my mind You still hang over me A shadow Stretched to inhuman proportions Darkening the smiles of the past And songs of the future Through time and distance I thought you’d be gone And alone I’d be free of your icy grin You pushed me too far too long And your lying eyes never gave a damn No, you can’t get away that easily Call me wicked, I don’t care With all that you gave me all of those years You deserve not to be forgotten so soon Ha…you don’t remember me, do you? I didn’t expect you to Don’t think you’ll ever forget again I’ll be around to remind you Like a shadow
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