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[syclyamizzrym]

yay. I actually wrote something

Clutching to memories
Dancing with shadows
whose puppets are long lost.

Are those memories even memories
Or were they dreams
I turned to real?

Hoping for a future
based on a past
a past long lost
and buried by the others

I am not shiny

Once I had a glow
that drew you to me
But I couldn't see it
and it was what I didn't do
that first drove you away from me

The chances I had are long gone
But I cling to your sleeve
Hoping you'll remember me
Hoping you might return to me

You've moved on twice now,
but I still hope
What happened to me?
What happened to the girl
that I was going to be?

I don't remember where I was going
before you glistened in my life.
I know where I want to go
but there are no roads that lead there now.

The floating castle in the sky
how I wish I could grow red wings
and fly over to your gates
Even if I did, would the gate open
Or would all of it be in vain?

Because I keep dancing with shadows
and the touches are phantom
the memories are dreams
and the hopes long lost

I have become a shadow to their glimmering faces.
Who even notices when shadows dance with shadows
I finally found where I belong
amongst the memories.

But I'll keep dancing around your light
Because without it
the shadows cease to exist.

...And then would I even be a memory?