onacarom
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A shadow is chasing me clinging to my feet
A shadow
is chasing me
clinging to my feet
drawing
behind me a path
that may be it is mine
it is mine
I can't escape her weight
I can't escape her embrace
she is already my mantle
cold and dark
hidding so much
There is no land
to tread
where she never can exist
and even if there is no sun
she is biggger than me
having her head
in the wind
like the one who is free
that shadow that was born with me
Will she wait for me there
when I'm no longer here?
A shadow
is chasing me
clinging to my feet
drawing
behind me a path
that may be it is mine
it is mine
I can't escape her weight
I can't escape her embrace
she is already my mantle
cold and dark
hidding so much
There is no land
to tread
where she never can exist
and even if there is no sun
she is biggger than me
having her head
in the wind
like the one who is free
that shadow that was born with me
Will she wait for me there
when I'm no longer here?