Shapes Poem by Wiley Wildcard

Shapes



Shapes and shadows all I see;
In the darkness they move free.
I see them every night;
That is until I turn on the light.

Monday, March 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fear
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Wiley Wildcard

Wiley Wildcard

Orville California
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