Looking behind you nothing there
Feeling the slightest bit of a scare
Now pacing yourself as you move
Into the kind of untimely groove
Turn around to the dark
Again nothing is there to lark
Now hearing things make you run
Like something's messing with you and having fun
All you can see is a shadow
Maintaining pretty low
On the ground
Nothing is found
But very very low
Is his shadow

Poetry by Ariel Bennett
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Written on 2006-10-23 at 19:16

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