Gray, broken, contrite am I,
as I follow your life so close behind.
Wrapped in a darkness,
engulfing my form.
A shadow of mystery out of the light born.
Always a step behind you,
I try to keep up...
tracing your steps, I chase you,
it's you that I love.
My condition keeps me trapped,
a distance apart,
longing to reach you,
needing your heart.
Silence in this shadow,
I hide and wait...
never knowing why my existence
and what becomes my fate.
I want to walk with you,
in the light of the day.
As long as I am a shadow,
I cannot find my way.
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