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I walk this path alone, but one thing follows closly
A twisted unseen projection of haunting misery
I lost my soul back down the road, haven't seen it since
A look over my shoulder reveals mirrored footprints

Walking tired, body aches, this has gone on too long
A junction reached, I choose a path, either will be wrong
I lost my soul midway this path, the spirit clings to me
In a shallow grave I buried him, at the foot of a withered tree

Every word and thought is echoed, multiplied by three
Me, myself and I repeat a harmonized soliloquy
I lost my soul back at the fork, i'd swear that he turned right
What lies behind are clouds of dust, out of mind and out of sight

My marking stone is reached again, I see the familiar boulder
Irony then flaps it's wings, a mockingbird lands on my shoulder
I lost my soul in that miasma, I can hide no more
Angered from this endless circle, I release a tumultuous roar

So there I stand in setting sun, 'neath that withered tree
It's branches cast a silhouette, yet no shadow is born of me
I lost my soul so long ago, it seems a distant past
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I Cast No Shadow
Date: Sunday, 1st February 2004 @ 05:54:46 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Vitreous_Soul

I walk this path alone, but one thing follows closly
A twisted unseen projection of haunting misery
I lost my soul back down the road, haven't seen it since
A look over my shoulder reveals mirrored footprints

Walking tired, body aches, this has gone on too long
A junction reached, I choose a path, either will be wrong
I lost my soul midway this path, the spirit clings to me
In a shallow grave I buried him, at the foot of a withered tree

Every word and thought is echoed, multiplied by three
Me, myself and I repeat a harmonized soliloquy
I lost my soul back at the fork, i'd swear that he turned right
What lies behind are clouds of dust, out of mind and out of sight

My marking stone is reached again, I see the familiar boulder
Irony then flaps it's wings, a mockingbird lands on my shoulder
I lost my soul in that miasma, I can hide no more
Angered from this endless circle, I release a tumultuous roar

So there I stand in setting sun, 'neath that withered tree
It's branches cast a silhouette, yet no shadow is born of me
I lost my soul so long ago, it seems a distant past
Until I find that missing piece, this road will forever last

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