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The Shadow Man

Catching it from the corner of my perspective
Turning around quick
To catch a glimpse
The shadow man who waits for it.

‘Show yourself’
Stop being a distortion of reality
Causing a singularity
Hairs spiking through my spine
Deafening the senses of this decaying mind.

He stands at the foot of my bed
I arise for no reason
From a deep sleep
Pretending not see his beckoning stench.

Into the darkness, he disappears
Reminding me of his presences
Defending my racing heartbeat
Enlightened friend or foe
With no end.

I’ve seen him before,
from before
When the thick red curtains hung at the door
Preventing the passing cold entering within
Maybe it’s just the wind
Or a fragment of my inner temptation
Questioning all to win.

Let me tell you this…
He, it, she, awaits for us all
Ready to take us back to a distant call
Only to some, it reveals itself
For reasons,
I have


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david irvine

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