
Are you sure that’s what happened in the shadows?
π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬
She lived on the same street
Never blinked at the sound of sirens.
Said her mother taught her
Curtains tell secrets
If you watch
Silhouettes in the shade.
π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬
She called me Shadow.
Said I was born in stealth.
We crept along walls
Jumped into gardens
When neighbours weren’t looking.
π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬
Then–
A scream cut short.
Movement in the window
Behind the shades.
π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬
Was it one?
Or two?
Them?
Or us?
π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬
Perhaps–
Our silhouettes.
Scaling the windows
The case is cold.
The shades are drawn.
But I still see the Shadow.
π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬
Hear it.
π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬
Scream.
π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬
Scream.
Sometimes I wonder if they remember me–
Or that.
I remember–if I can.
π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈββοΈ β¬ π΅οΈ β¬
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