Running at twilight,
down a dark road,
that shaped into a curved troden path.
Recognizing this would take great effort.
I set my eyes on the edges of my sneakers.
You would not notice me.
All I am is a shadow tonight.
Black poking edges formed my barrier.
Shape shifting branches set their leaves before me.
I glared into the red horizon line,
and the road before me twisted on.
I would not make it home tonight.
I haven't posted anything in a while... I'm starting to give up on this blog ha :P
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