Where Shadows Speak
The candle burns, its light is weak,170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLUgt7qh65V
and in the dark, the shadows speak.170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO2wfXbPmr8
They twist, they crawl, they call my name,170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ70Qs9zn0OE
they whisper things I cannot claim.
I close my eyes—they do not leave,170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPDf7C4Y2x2
they settle deep, they start to weave.170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlbiM0HbwY8
A tapestry of dreams undone,170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGKFRO2Cvhy
a story lost before begun.
The candle dies, I cease to be,170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdgT84uj0qZ
the shadows rise—and I am free.
