The birds chatter breaks the sound of electricity shadowed.
The sun's weak light does not break the cold's tenacity, shadowed.
The cries of the cat don't pull at my back and she worries somewhere else.
What ominous words have been spoken in secret ferocity, shadowed.
Our house's darkness holds visions veiled from me.
Morning brings new fears and my life stays shadowed.
The sun's weak light does not break the cold's tenacity, shadowed.
The cries of the cat don't pull at my back and she worries somewhere else.
What ominous words have been spoken in secret ferocity, shadowed.
Our house's darkness holds visions veiled from me.
Morning brings new fears and my life stays shadowed.
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