48: Chasing Shadows
I
Lit candles
I
Offered rocks
Every color
I
Tuned with forks
I
Had healing hands
But
There
The truth was
Beady lil eyes
Staring back
Stealing My peace
Till I screamed
I
Am
Still here
Lighting candles
Chasing Shadows
Before
I
Get
Carried Away
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