Shadow.I.

 

If you run your fingers along the outline of my soul, only then will you know me. You take paper cuts from my heart in the illusion that you do. My soul will fight for the mirror, but not the looking glass. Your heart is stuck on that reflection and I cannot stop the blood. 

Read it again.

Stop searching. Everything is here. If you stop searching so will I. I will keep still long enough for the mirror to find my soul. I will keep still long enough for you to trace it. But you have to keep moving.

Read it again.

Take your pen, write down your name. Whatever you find in there is not true.

Read it again.




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