If my Shadow could speak.

 A peek into me and there she stands

Tall As a tree.

A part of me

That has engulfed darkness.

She was red once,

Full of Love.

But the blood dried 

In no time.

She was green then,

Gleaming of Hope

But that was a mere dream loop.

She was also Yellow,

Only to wither out to Brown.

The Red in her dried,

The Green died,

Yellow stayed but decayed.

So full of colour she seemed to be.

But they only darkened to daunt her.

They crawled in to feed upon her insides.

If only my shadow could speak anything.

It would be nothing

For voidness and silence

Were the only things that ever stayed...

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