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Flames of turquoise, emerald and red fill them as they watch you dance. Relaxed in subdued thoughts of you. Opening their hearts, you caress their souls. Enraged with jealousy, I find myself believing you are it. You are what they all want. They look at you, they watch you…they want you. I stand in corners of dark spaces, waiting for them to watch me. Whilst you brighten up the room, I am nothing but a mere shadow. I walk behind you, I dance behind you, I laugh behind you and I cry behind you. you will never see me for what i really am.