Haunted

March 24, 2009
It came and went,
Through the night.
Always staying,
From my sight.
Through the woods,
Left and right.

I stop,
Stand still,
They're homing in,
I can't escape.

Left and right,
I see them.
Memories of the past,
Shadows of myself.

Then they're gone,
I'm left alone,
To atone,
For what i've done,
And become...





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