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shadow people
feed the intensity of my feelings
when my anxieties
are impossible to bear and hold
looking into your mirror
their lasting impact
sneaks up on me
clouding my responses
misguiding me
unable to make out their faces
not sensing their presence
the scars remain invisible
never will I see you
not ever will you see me
with their inaudible whispers
impressing me still
our souls won’t listen
to each other
as long as the shadow people
dance with us
and what would love do?