Shadow me

i know what it’s like

to whine and lose,

trust me when i say

i read you, angst and craze,

violet haze that halts you

a whit before you whiten

with misdirected rage,

crave for the rave part of

any lil thing, itsy bitsy inky blue

or ruddy red basic hue,

action

misplaced but better placed

than missing inaction,

i’m here, to whine along,

call, when you feel the need

for a twang to your tune,

a lisp to the wisp

of thought that stays

suspended on your lip,

about to fly

off the handle

and destroy before

it seeks to,

i’m here too,

to aid and abet

your fights

with yourself.

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